Harvest Time!

The kids and I got to ride in the combine with dad yesterday. It reminds me of the times I rode around with Grandpa Byron. Back and forth across the field, time after time sitting in the grandkid seat. It was almost an honor to ride. Yesterday riding with dad took me back to those days. I'm glad my kids get to have the same experience.



Aug got the seat of honor. She got to sit on the lunch box...I mean dinner bucket. She rubbed her face all over the windshield.


Me and Gent. This was the most emotion he showed. He was really excited to be there...he just doesn't show it...ever.


See. No emotion.


August is proud and Gentry's belly is showing.


And in case there was any question about yield this year...just kidding. I watched a long time to get this picture!

An Evening Horse Race

A Friday List

1. I don't feel so good.

2. I bought orange juice.

3. For those of you that really know me, you know that I am not a fan or orange juice. It's not anything against the orange. I just feel there are far better fruits that can be juiced.

4. I vowed as a teenager that I would never, ever gargle salt water but I would make my kids do it when their throats get scratchy.

5. One of my cousins told me that screwdrivers are good for you...because they have orange juice.

6. Does anyone have some vodka they would be willing to bring to my house and make me cocktails all evening?

7. Really? No one?

8. I guess I'll just drink plain ol' juice. 'Cause I will not gargle salt water.

9.



10. And snuggle. Because snugglin' is the best medicine anyway!

Ten Years Ago

(I know this is a day late but I didn't want to impose on all the wedding photos and festivities.)

Ten years ago:

-I was a sophomore in high school.

-I was sitting in world history next to the window, next to last row, in front of my childhood best friend, Ashley Williams.

-I had no clue what was going on around me.

-I had never heard of the World Trade Centers before that day.

-I wondered what all the fuss was about. The teacher in the next class wouldn't let us watch TV. There was buzz about an act of terrorism but we couldn't find out anything more than that.

-America declared the war on terror.

-I was globally unaware.

Since that day:

-I got married.

-I had two kids.

-They have never known our country without war.

-I'm lucky they are too young to understand.

-I am still globally unaware because I can't stand to watch the news. It's depressing.

What's next:

-Dunno...

Wedding!!!

Like my sister-in-law said to me when I married my husband: I've never had a sister until now.  Well, I have added another sister to my growing family.  The wedding went off without a hitch.  (No trips to Oklahoma!)  Michelle was beautiful and I have never seen my brother look so grown up.  I only cried a few times.  The emotion of a wedding is just overwhelming at times.  I'm so happy to have Michelle join our family and we wish them all the best.  (I know, that is such a predictable think to say!  I can't help it.  It's true!)



Getting our nails done.  I am happy to report that my shellac nails are still intact.  No chips!  I am shocked.  I just knew that I would be the one person that would chip shellac polish.

Buster Brown at the rehersal.  He wanted down.  I said no.  He made this face.  There is something wrong with me for liking this face, right?

Off to decorate for the reception after dinner.  This is one of the center pieces on the tables.  It looked like a garden as you looked across the room when we had finished.

Michelle being laced up.

Waiting...and waiting...and waiting...and waiting...and waiting...oh sorry! There seemed to be alot of that.

August passed out in the car only about a mile from the church on our way to the reception.

The cake was beautiful and yummy!

Jennifer, Leslie, me, and Samantha

Twins!

We had a great time.  I wish the night could have lasted forever.  I got to reconnect with cousins and friends.  Being here around the people I love makes me want to be back in Olney even more.  I know I hugged a million people yesterday.  I can't help it and I'm sorry if I over hugged you.  I have come to realize that life is too short not to tell people that you love and care about them.  I guess I was making up for lost time.  And so one more time I will say: I love you all!