{coastal cutie}

breaking news.....this just in.

madison just sent this picture from her jet boat ride with grammy on the pacific ocean.

she looks like she is about ready to jump out of a plane.

thanks madison.

i am on my way to go clean up maggie......she's still out in the garage. all i can smell is poo. i know i can't "really" smell it, but my brain is telling me that i can.

ewwwwww.............

glad you are having fun. send more pics and i will update my blog every night. i love you.

{rocker girls}

{1988}

{2008)

"....and now I get the Madison tongue deal in her pictures: it must be genetically induced."

- grammy kathy

{i can tell it's going to be a day}

it's sunday.

i have a love/hate relationship with sunday.

i love it because we usually don't have too much going on and i hate it because the next day is monday and i know i have to go back to work.

this sunday my sidekick madison left at 7:45 a.m. (much too early to be getting up on a sunday) to go to newport with her grammy for marine biology camp all week. she has really been looking forward to it. i think she was worried for about 2 seconds about making friends and then was over that as quickly as the thought entered her mind.

at about 10:00 i called missy and we decided to go do something today. both of her kids are gone. my hubby is at work, my daughter is at the coast, and zac was still in bed. so, i told her to get in the shower, i would run and get a coffee and we would decide which movie to see.

{notice sweet dog in picture before you continue reading story}

so, my poor neglected dog, maggie, never gets to go much of anywhere with us in the car. so.....i decide to take her with me to starbucks this morning. on the way home from starbucks she decides to poop all over my car and then step in it and run from the front to the back of the car while i am freaking out, balancing a coffee, trying to shift, grabbing starbucks napkins out of the glovebox to catch poop as it falls out of her butt.

now i remember why we don't take her out much. i am still recovering. gross. with a capital g.

this is going to be a really long week for me at work. probably just as well that madison is away. she wouldn't be seeing much of her mama. i will give you the run down just to get it out of my head. my life is way too busy. after reverse raffle......i am learning to say no.

• tuesday stuffing bags for hoop jam
• wednesday loading everything up for hoop jam and the golf tourney
• thursday take everything out to country club for golf tourney and then hair appt.
• friday golf tournament 6 a.m., hoop jam registration 2pm - 8pm, figure out how to set everything up for hoop jam in the middle of all that.
• saturday and sunday - hoop jam
• friday leave for idaho to be in sunny's wedding
• sunday drive back from wedding
• monday take madison school clothes shopping
• rest of week - get ready for reverse raffle
• monday - reverse raffle
• tuesday - nervous break down
  

{aunt stephanie}

thanks for the pics aunt stephanie.....and the great visit. we love you guys!

{visit from the vegas hodson's}

had a great visit with the hodson's from vegas this week.

here are 3 of our 4 boys walking to the track at south albany. where is uncle grant?

uncle grant stretching before the big {show down} race with madison.

madison, uncle grant, and zachary.

uncle grant and zac playing catch on the football field at south.

{she-bot}

attention missy. attention missy.

i miss bb9 and she-bot. she was a hot mess, but very entertaining.

{20th class reunion}

so, here's the funny thing. my boss {ryan graves} called me into his office the other day and showed me these lovely pictures that were posted on "classmates.com"......very disturbing, yet funny!

they are a little grainy, but you get the picture. big bangs, big earrings, fake tan, and lots of blue eyeliner. it was 1988 don't ya know.

and mom.....don't freak out.....the picture above was me at a huge party at debbie albright's house while her parents were gone. it was for kris swartzendruber's 18th birthday and we went to the adult store and hired a stripper { and i still remember his name....it was "aries the rammer"} and he came to the party....and he was sweaty....and really gross....and all of the guys chased him off and threatened to beat him up.

a confession. 20 years later. i'm laughing as i write this.....by the way.

this was my senior year. i went to the valentine's dance with rob carpenter. he had a mullet and lived in sweet home. holy crap. anyway....i love the way the top of my dress looks like a disco ball and my hair is teased and permed to within an inch of it's life.......

funny memories......my class reunion is tonight. everyone is partying at riley's....i'm here in my jammies blogging. oh, how things have changed in 20 years.