Senior night

Plus a few other things.

The volleyball team has worked very hard this season.

 No seriously.

that's my girl

My girl in the red.

Her kill went right through their hands. It was awesome.

I mean really hard!

Senior Night

Each senior had a poster on the gym wall.

Then the seniors were introduced along with their parents.

Then they played a game. They won.

That's Ari on the right. And her little sister on the left. She is a goofball. I love her.

Ari was about to slap her. I'm sure of it.

I cooked and served the pre-game meal at our house. The girls feel very comfortable here for some reason. They lay around on my furniture and giggle... and fart.

 There was a parent meeting the other night. After a few minutes of VB business, the seniors got up and surprised us parents with hand written letters of appreciation. They read them allowed to all of us.

She tried to read her letter but started to cry.

 

So her trusty friend read it for her.

Ari tried again to read. Again, she cried so Shannon took over.

They really do work their butts off. I swear!!

See?? I told ya

Oh yea!! That's my girl coming down from another kill.

seniors setting a good example as usual.

Birds of a feather flock together.

That about sums up senior night.

He is 12

12 years ago I gave birth to a beautiful bouncing baby boy.

My world changed for the better.

I felt like I had won the lottery that day.

Happy birthday to one of the funniest, sweetest, and most sensitive boys I know.

I love you more every day Alex.

Love Mom.

20 Years

20 years ago I married my one true love.

Three kids, 3 dogs, 5 houses, 7 moves,

5 states and a bunch of adventures later...

I still love you more than the day we got married.

Happy Anniversary to my super sexy husband!!

Nashville Here I Come

I'm taking off this weekend

to see this girl.

 She' the one in the life sized poster back there behind her fans.


She's playing in Nashville this weekend and since she is graduating from college next year I thought I'd better get my sorry butt up there and watch her play.


This is her twin below. Who is also on full scholarship like my girl above.
Don't know when I'll get to see her play, but if I can I will.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch...

This girl will ALSO be playing. I don't want to miss a moment of watching her play either.

She's my baby. This is her senior year. I have to savor every moment with this kid. Good thing her daddy will be there to cheer her on.

This one here is also one of my girls. ( The tall one in the middle) She is just starting a very promising volleyball college career. I'll be thinking of her this weekend as she plays in her first away tournament of the season. Go get em Holland!! Aunt Steph loves you!


To all four of you amazing women... I love and admire each of you for who you have become and for all you've done. So proud of you and remember I'm always in your heart telling you what a great ass you. have.

Love Aunt Steph... and Mom

Reservations by Indiana

Many years ago I warned my parents of the following...

" One of these days, Indy is going to call you up and ask to come visit"

"She will then come to Ted and I and inform us that she'll be taking a vacation and that she's going to need a ride to the airport." "No need to make the flight reservations because she will have gotten Poppy Toms credit card and booked the trip herself"

Well that time has come. She flew out last Monday with my mother who had been here visiting. Every now and then I get a text from my mother that gives me an update on what they've been up to.

Here are a few pictures I've received.

some sort of "Fiesta Days" thing going on in Santa Barbara.
And for that we get a Spanish dancing dress and a sombrero.

Oh and then we go shopping at Nordstrom. We wear glasses and sombreros because we like to keep a low profile. That's how we roll in our family.

Then Gramma send me a text asking if Indy can dye her hair.
I said yes but NOT with permanent hair color. I'm all for expressing yourself but Not with permanent ANYTHING!!

We get to go to IHOP for pancakes
And we also get confetti eggs to squish on people's heads.

 I wanna go to Gramma and PT's house.

Summer so Far

 Ari called home from work the other day. It seemed that someone interfered with nature and took a baby bird away from its nest.

Translate that into... Ari has to bring the bird home and hand raise it until it's able to be released back into the wild.

 We came home and found this in her closet.

 Clearly Ari knew her little sister would locate such bird and try to check it out.

This cage was hiding in her closet.

We are no longer the "go to" people for bird care. The bird died because I thought we were supposed to feed it every time it squeaked. It squeaked all day long.

It died from over eating. oops.

 Shelley and the kids came for a visit. 

people who live at the beach have tar on their feet. Gross. I gave Shelley some nail polish remover to get that nasty stuff off.

 Enjoyed some much needed rain.

 And some much needed time at the pool.

 Shelley and I took the kids to the beach for a few days.

 I got to sit on my butt and enjoy the beach.

 Bought the kids a sun hut. they loved it.

 Took Shelleys picture

Shopped for tennis skirts.

 Goofed off

made the best of a nasty outer ear infection.

 Went out to eat.

Goofed off some more.

 Shelley and the kids went home.

Fourth of July rolled around and we hosted our second annual fireworks party.

 The neighbors rolled up in their golf carts piled high with fireworks. behind the smoke in this picture this guy had an enormous pile of fireworks bungee corded to the top of his golf cart. 

Yea that's how we roll in the deep South.

the crowd is gathering

Ari and her friends joined the fun.

My husband is the best pyrotechnic guy.

the aftermath. it looked like a war zone the next morning.

A small portion of the trash from fireworks.

Still playing tennis. Shelley got to play with me when she was here. 

More to come later.

Pre-Fourth

Ted and a couple of other Dads took the kids and went on a shopping trip to get fire works today.

When they returned, Indy came bee-bopping in the door and said " Mom, Daddy gave me $10 to spend on fire works!!"

Me: "Oh, you mean he gave you $10 to purchase explosives??"

Indy: " Uhh Huh!!"

great.