Wow, I thought I couldn't take a good portrait with my new digital. Guess that's not true. I had kind of regretted not getting a digital SLR, but now I'm thinking I like the new camera! Can you believe how grown up she looks? We french braided her hair after her bath and the next morning voila! Curls! Ok, so she has a fro when compared to her normal hair. And, some of the kids at school teased her. But, when she told me about it, I told her not to listen to other people. If she liked it, that was all that mattered. Do you know what she said? She told me she agreed with me and she thinks the girls at school will start copying her hair! Do I have a little trend setter on my hands?How cute is that? So, the next night we did it again! And tonight, the same. I'm going to get a lot of practice!
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Our Tomatoes
This is my favorite day of the year! Last day of frost. It's the day I get to decide what veggies I want to grow and plant the little suckers. This year I've decided to hold back and actually give the plants their recommended space. But don't they look too far apart? I can squeeze a few more in, right? That's what I thought last year! Anyway, here's a picture of our tomato garden. Four lonely little plants. One cherry, two medium, and a large size plant. Can't wait to see them in August!
Our herbs
We took this picture for Kayla's teacher. She gets extra credit for planting. Basil, Dill, and Rosemary. Mmmmmm
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Kayla's Recital Costume
She just got her costume. Her recital is in 6 weeks or so. I hope her stage fright isn't too bad...
Saturday at Linda's
She's getting so tall. I don't really notice it until I see pictures like this one...
Really riding for the first time
Okay, so she didn't actually take control of the horse, but she did let the other girls lead her around. I think next time she'll be brave enough to take the reigns.
Friday, May 04, 2007
I'm free!
As of today, I am no longer a slave to that terrible little counter that is the camera department! I will no longer have to pay attention to those horrible pages with that screeching voice telling me some impatient person needs to pay a very late power bill. I will never have to give my opinion about what movie someone should rent because they don't feel like taking the time to read the back of the freaking box. I no longer have to listen to the b.s. stories about a movie skipping or stopping because they don't want to pay their very small late fee. I no longer have to look up the perfect seat for a terrible concert of some band I've never heard of, which only reminds me of how old I'm getting. I no longer have to hand over a photo developing order that is horribly poor quality due to an ancient machine that no one wants to spend money to fix and hope they don't get angry at me because their pictures are slightly green. I no longer have to pretend I don't know that I'm being called "Princess" behind my back and force myself to be friendly to those coworkers. I will no longer have to ring up that annoying old man for flowers. And, I will no longer worry about having to fight for my hours.
As of today, I will have my own office. I will make my own schedule. I will work with one very nice, mellow girl. I will work more closely with the managers I adore. I will hide away in my little hole and not have to tell every Joe Schmo where the bathroom is. I will work with numbers and computers. I will leave work every day promptly at 12:30, some days earlier if I feel like it. I will have more time to spend with my kids and more time to work on my garden and my house. But, I will have to go to bed at seven and get out of bed at three am. Small sacrafice to make for such a huge stress relief.
As of today, I will have my own office. I will make my own schedule. I will work with one very nice, mellow girl. I will work more closely with the managers I adore. I will hide away in my little hole and not have to tell every Joe Schmo where the bathroom is. I will work with numbers and computers. I will leave work every day promptly at 12:30, some days earlier if I feel like it. I will have more time to spend with my kids and more time to work on my garden and my house. But, I will have to go to bed at seven and get out of bed at three am. Small sacrafice to make for such a huge stress relief.
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