Anyway, we've been very busy with work, and school, ward talent shows, pre-school, ward choir, and a couple very time-consuming home improvements. We'll post on that in a couple days.
I think Becky and I have decided not to go forward with the private blog thing, mostly because we're too lazy to get the email list together. Sorry for those of you who were really looking forward to being exclusive.
This is Sam, peeking through at us from an alternate universe in which car tires are made of hardened cheese, congressmen behave like adults, and Evan Lysacek is known more for his skills with a switchblade.
A haiku:
Two daughters staring
Pillows don't need fluffing here
Sticky with ennui.
This is bread made to look like people's heads.
You might notice some residue in this clip that could hint at what's been going on around here.
6 comments:
That bread is seriously creepy. I really hope it's jam-filled.
Becky, I am so sorry. I got your message too late to send you a pic. Its my husbands spring break and we have been traveling around, otherwise I would have loved to help out:)
My granddaughters are stunningly beautiful. I'm really sorry for the rest of you who have sad, less-beautiful grandchildren. Sigh.
I agree -- the bread looks like moldering zombies.
Did you make that bread? If so - YOU are creepy.
ha.
The girls are adorable. My favorite was the little bobbing Nora at the beginning. She's already changed so much since we were there.
Whoa. The bread seriously put me over the edge. I'm having trouble recovering. The girls are darling, though, as usual. :)
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