Day 32~ Tree, how old are you?

I found this old tree at a park near our house. I have to wonder how old this tree is. Just look at all it's branches, and how tangled they are together. I can't tell you how tall this tree was, but I'm 5'3", and look at how high it goes. Looking under it, it's branches seem to reach forever. I find beauty in this old tree, and can only wonder what it's seen in it's lifetime.

Day 31~ A Little Snackypoo

There. I'm current on my blog. Now I'll wait another 3 days to update like I usually do. Today was busier than what has become normal for me. My husband is sick, and I spent a good few hours at the hospital waiting for doctors today, and I worked in the church daycare tonight as well. But, I did make it to Petsmart because if I didn't my dogs would be eating my furniture because they're hungry. I usually bring them back a little something from Petsmart. Today I brought home what was sold to me as chew sticks that would provide hours of chewing pleasure for my dogs. Yea right. Daisy woofed hers down in less than 4 minutes. Hours my tail. I couldn't even get a non blurry picture of her because of the speed at which she was taking this thing down. Grrr. At least they were not very expensive. Oh, and it's not that I love Tank less than Daisy if you're wondering why most of my pictures are of her. He just does not photograph well at all-takes after me. haha

Day 30~ I Dream of Laundry Fairies

Did I even spell fairy in it's correct plural form? I think I did. ANYWAYS. Laundry day. I hate it. There's nothing I hate more than doing the laundry. I will clean the toilet, before I put away the laundry. You're lucky it's folded in this picture. You may ask what's the story behind this crappy picture for today...? There isn't one. I'm that lazy, that unmotivated, and kind of thinking about giving up this blog. It's pictures like these that are the reason I have two lonely followers. One of which is my mom. Hi mom. But it's all I have. Unless you want to see pictures of my dogs everyday. And guess what my next picture is since I'm days behind? Yep. My dogs. I'm sorry guys. I'm a blogging failure.

Day 29~ Skinny Me

Oh boy. This picture. This is a one and only. And few people have seen this picture. There is no digital copy, I guess until now. Long story short: this pic was taken in California with Danny. We were at the fair and just happened to come across this tent where you could get a picture with their snake (Huge python snake. Sucker was 8 ft long). Anyways, that's not what this post is about. This picture is on my fridge. It's my motivation to stay out of the fridge. That's skinny me. It doesn't always work, but it does to some extent. It sits next to my dove wrappers that have really cool quotes on them. Dark chocolate doves to be exact, I allow myself one piece a day. It's good for you, so they say. That's why excuse anyways. You know, I'd really like to get back to the girl in the picture. I don't know that I will. Something close hopefully. I've had to make some tough decisions as of late, and with the life changes I'll be making, hopefully it'll help me get back to this girl. Hopefully.

Day 28~ US vs Canada Hockey!

Danny has been waiting for the hockey game all week. Seriously all week. He settled in to watch it and not even an hour later this is what I find upstairs. Gee, isn't he beaming with excitement?

le sigh. Men.

Day 27~ Cat Tails!

I remember these! Cat Tails we called them. I'm not sure if that's their actual name...but that's what we called them. I remember these from being a kid and we'd pick them and tear them apart. These were falling apart on their own by the time I saw them. I guess it's time for the tails to spread their seed to make new cat tails. But, when whole, they are a rich brown color, with a little tail sticking out of the top. Hence the name...cat tail. Anyways. Found them growing by our house.

Day 27~ Childhood Memories FAIL

Let's see. This was Friday. So sickly me was Thursday. Okay. We went to the park on Friday to walk the dogs, and Danny decided to relive some childhood memories by flying a kite. Or more like...trying to fly a kite. Poor kite. It was dead after like, two minutes. It never made it off the ground, and never had a chance. Apparently, it's not like riding a bike.