Best Friends & Baby Sisters

This is dedicated to my best friend and her husband. They dated for eight years before they got married. My youngest sister and her boyfriend are trying to match that--they have five years so far!


I should probably email the person who created this graph and tell them it should be 4+ years at the top of the timeline (with an arrow to infinity) if you start dating in your teens...

A Heavy Load

Foster had an interesting drive to work today. He had to pick up a bunch of stuff from the printer and then drive on back roads all the way here so that nothing would go flying. The pile of boxed paper and envelopes was taller than me, and the poor truck was practically scraping its tail on the ground.

We managed to get everything in rather quickly, but now I'm worried that the trailer floor might give out under all of the weight. Foster says that if a tornado comes through, at least the trailer will be too heavy to blow away!

Darth Vader

Here are a pair of Star Wars funnies to brighten your Monday!

Why I Don't Have A Cat

Well, the allergies have something to do with it, too...

My First Thrashers Game

I was expecting a quiet Sunday evening of laundry and catching up on my stack of DVDs from the library. Instead, I get a phone call from Dave with the offer of a ticket to the Thrashers game. He wants to convert me into a hockey fan, and I don't think it's going to be too difficult...

Zambonis are so cool!

A tricycle race--on ice!

I had to get at least one pic of the actual game...

Happy Halloween!

Ralph would like to wish everyone a very happy Halloween and requests that you bring him any Skittles or jelly beans you may acquire. He has even come up with a few costumes with a little help from his *loving* family.

How's the reception for the DirectTV, Ralphie?

Who ordered the beagle martini?

I know it's almost cruel to make fun of my poor brother dog, but I even had Dad laughing at these pictures!

Happiness

This would be Layla if it was a ball in her mouth...

"True happiness consists not in the multitude of friends, but in their worth and choice."

Ben Johnson