Horse Play

We had the pleasure of spending some time with family this weekend. My Sister-In-Law and Niece came to visit. Although we only live a few hours from them, we don't get to see them as much as we'd like.

During a break in the rain we were able to take "K" to see some horses, some of which had recently given birth. In a moment of insanity I'd left both Big Daddy and Junior at home. Thank God "S" had her camera with her!

Getcha Vote On!

Oh snap!

You only have until Wednesday to enter for your chance to win this flossy Dunkin' Donuts gift card. All you have to do is submit your guess for "What's It Wednesday" and you'll be entered into the drawing. I know some of you are reading and not playing, so I took this picture to entice you. I don't know who could resist a hot cup of deliciousness from D&D, fo shizzle.

April Showers

It rained for hours here yesterday, and I had been needing to get out and explore with my camera. So when the rain let up after dinner I hopped in the truck and went for a little drive. I found this amazing waterfall right by the side of the road out in the middle of nowhere. I can't wait to go back and get silky waterfall pictures when the leaves fill in!

What's It Wednesday

There were some great guesses last week! I thought J.T.'s "plastic cup", Luna's "Fisher Price record" and The Husband's "plastic plates" were all excellent, but in the end first time guesser Lacey nailed it. It is a frisbee! Her name will go into the hat for that fabulous Dunkin' Donuts gift card.

Remember, this is the last week to enter for April's drawing!

Disclaimer: this week's shot has had it's color altered. Good luck!

Hangin' At The Park

Since we all had the day off, Thelma and I took the kids to the park with our two friends, umm, Laverne and Shirley. I just had to bring Junior along, too.

That's Thelma's oldest in front. Her and The Youngest are the best of friends. If The Youngest has his way they'll be married with 10 children someday. They're going to get married in June. Ask him, he'll tell you all about it.

Thelma's Birthday, Louise Goes To The ER

Saturday was supposed to be a fabulous day. It was Thelma's birthday and I was going to drop off her gift on my way to meet Jill, a potential client, at the local coffee shop.

Then I noticed the red finger.

Overnight my finger had gone from just grotesquely swollen, to grotesquely swollen and red as a beet. I'm no medical expert, but I suspected I had an infection. I had to reschedule my meeting with Jill and interrupt The Husband's fishing trip in order to seek medical attention. The Youngest came along to document the event with his point and shoot camera. He had been quite the medical assistant on the day of the injury, so we thought he might like to see how the pros do it. Here is the trip as seen through the eyes of a 4 year-old.

My blood pressure was fine, even though I had to wait for over an hour to be seen.

I don't know what I'm doing in this picture...talking to the nurse maybe?

This is what I look like when I'm listening to the Nurse tell me that I need a tetanus shot, explain that the needle is small, and give me the medical reason why tetanus shot's hurt for days afterward. Seeing my face she suggests in not so many words that if I'm too much of a wimp we can skip the shot. Whatever.

Fearing for the Nurse's safety, The Husband suggests that The Youngest hold my free hand...

The examination.

After 2 hours The Husband and The Youngest are bored out of their minds. The Husband's signature self-portrait shot:

Later that evening the Walshton's finally got together to celebrate Thelma's birthday with a multi-course Tuscan feast prepared by The Husband. He's not a neat cook...

Happy Birthday Thelma!

A Finger And A View

It has now been 4 1/2 months since we moved in, and we have a huge list of projects that we can't start because at this point we're not completely sure that we'll ever actually own this house. We've pretty much lumped everything into 2 categories: things we can do for free, and things that have to wait.

So today I decided to dig up some random bushes that were either dying or planted in places that didn't seem to make any sense. I was about 10 minutes into my to-the-death fight with one of them when, in a freakish turn of events, I got stabbed in the finger with a stick.

Very few people know the "Finger Story"...

The Husband plays rugby on a men's league in town. Once, a few years ago, he hurt his pinkie finger during a game. After the game ended he wondered aloud if he should go to the hospital. In a moment that would go down in history I replied, "it's just a finger".

So this morning, as I gathered the kids and went inside to perform first aid, I realized there was no way I was going to get any sympathy from The Husband. In fact, this was the moment I was sure he'd been secretly waiting for for years...the moment he could get back at me for being so callous. I just knew he was going to look at me and say "it's just a finger".

You know what they say...what goes around comes around.