one of eric

two more

one from

last week

we ran by

Taco Bell on Friday.  Here's my conversation with the Taco Bell lady (TBL).

ME: I need an order of nachos with beans and cheese on them.

TBL: Which nachos did you want?

(I glance at the pictures on the menu and the first nachos listed are the Triple Layer Nachos.)

ME: What comes on the Triple Layer Nachos?

TBL: beans, cheese and taco sauce

ME: Then I want the Triple Layer Nachos with no taco sauce... only beans and cheese.

TBL: Thank you, please pull up.

Seriously.

i don't really have

anything to share.  Since I haven't posted anything lately I decided to throw something up.

This is in Glenwood Cemetery.  Everyone knows how I love cemeteries.  I'll try to get out more.

sometimes i can't

help but laugh.  I was standing at the kitchen sink this morning when I noticed the pot for this topiary was scratched.  Wait, that's not a scratch...

that's a break.  I moved it a little and sure enough it was in two pieces.  While on the way to school I gave Eric a "you're so busted" look.  He asked what the look was for and I told him I saw the topiary.  He asked me what topiary was.  When I said it's the plant on the counter between the living room and kitchen, he smiled.  He told me he wouldn't be mad if it were him, he would be in awe because that thing has been balancing up there for three weeks and hasn't fallen. Again, I couldn't help but laugh.
I never broke anything like that.  If I did, I would've started crying and confessed.  Oh sure, I knew kids who did similar things.  I'd experienced this with cousins before but it was their mother's stuff.  Oh yeah, Lauren did this kind of stuff, but never me.  This all reminds me of another situation. One morning around 3:00 I heard a noise and laughter from Eric and his friends.  The next morning I went to Eric's room and asked what that loud noise was in the middle of the night.  Eric was curled up, resting against the wall.  When he moved I saw this spot. He told me he rolled over so hard in the middle of the night his hip went through the wall.  You know what's sad?  I believed it.  He eventually told the truth.  They were playing around pretty rough in the middle of the night and apparently someone went flying against the wall.
Here's a closer view.
I don't even want to know what's next.

two of the

scariest witches west of Gessner.  I don't know what's worse: the cardboard hats with paper fringe, my plastic fingertips or Suzanne's Mork from Ork tshirt.

USELESS FACT:

This living room reminds me of this song.  I always imagined myself as one of the girls singing backup and dancing.  I have it on my iPod and every time I hear it I think about this house.

i was leaving wc

yesterday and thought the rays of sunlight looked pretty neat shining through the clouds.  I would have taken a picture but I forgot my camera.  Today I brought my camera along for other reasons and the sky looked the same.  I pulled off 35 and got this picture.  I think it looks pretty neat.

RELATED FUN FACT:

I just got my driver's license and Mom and Dad made Lauren come with me on a trip down to Brazoria (her assignment was to report the highest speed traveled).  Anyway, we were traveling down 59 and the sky looked similar to this, only the clouds were closing in.  I pointed it out to Lauren.  I told her if we didn't make it to the end of the road before the clouds closed, we'd be shut out of Heaven forever.  I told her that was the door and it was closing.  lol  I know it was mean, but hey... that's what sisters are for.

i give up

I was having a problem with the garbage man.  Every Monday and Thursday I put my cans out in the same corner of the driveway.  Every afternoon the cans are in the driveway but I have to walk down the street for the lids.  He has to be throwing them or something.  So I decided to put the cans out without the lids.  Look at this.  I stood from the spot where I place the cans in the morning.  The first can is in our yard but not very close to its original spot.  The second can is in a vacant lot on the other side of the neighbor's house.  It's like they carried the can on the back of their truck and threw it down there.  What is up with the garbage man?

i was scanning

pictures for Cindy when I came across these two.  No big deal.  Family praying before Thanksgiving dinner.  After the first thought crossed my mind, "why is somebody taking pictures and not holding hands...like the rest of us?" - I saw the next picture

The photographer isn't the only one not participating in our group prayer.  Jake's decided it's time for a little bow hunting.