Free towels!

Laundry in this house is no joke! I am so sick of washing scrubs and towels!!!! How do 2 of us use so many towels?? Why do we even have this many towels?? And there's like 5 out there by the pool?!? We do the same thing with cups.. Gonna start hiding cups and towels in the closet. Ridiculous.
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R.I.P. Penelope.

Miley's pink poodle Penelope, who likes to wear matching clothes lost it's life in a tug-o-war battle tonight. She will be missed :-( LOL




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puff puff no.

Well. I suppose I am now a non- smoker. I keep hearing how you have to relace every habit with another.. but I think I've ran out of options *L*

I'm amazed however, by the psychological effect cigarettes have had on me. The association they have in my everyday life..walking outside, driving, after dinner etc. My routine seems all out of whack! Its my basic instinct to grab a lighter when I walk outside for ANYTHING. I threw my lighters and ashtrays away in hopes it would change that but its still got that hold on my brain. Kinda odd, I don't crave the nicotine, or even the cigarette, it just feels like I don't know what to do with myself. Like I'm forgetting to do something.

Gotta retrain my brain! But I am so proud of myself :-)

Treated myself to a new cute haircut and some expensive perfume..I just feel cleaner and freshhhhhhh, baby. hahaha

xoxox

My thighs are too big

Watching a show on self body image.. Not sure I want a little girl so bad anymore :|
Scary. Little. Girls. eeek!
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Oui Oui !

Do you ever wonder if your pet could talk what they would sound like? I think Pork Chop would have like a french accent and call us Pa Pa and Ma Ma..probably wear a beret and smoke cigars all day. He's very astute. And he also eats asparagus :) He just reminds me SO much of Triumph the insult dog! *LOL*

Oh Jon..

Check out Jon Gosselins new woman/skank? (sorry)

I bet Kate is dying!! *lol* I particularly enjoyed the new girlfriends mugshot. It was on E! as well as all the pics on her facebook of her hitting the hash pipe. Seems like a wonderful addition for the 8 kids *L*

i <3 fonts

my faves right now :) All available at dafont.com..

Ahhh

Lying in bed..my hair smells like aveda rosemary mint shampoo.. And I have a big bowl of watermelon :) scents of yumminess! My sense of smell has aleady changed from not smoking.. And things taste different too ! Yay for me!!
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Don't forget your floaties!! <3 <3

Punky Brewster all grown up :)

Punky is cuter than ever! I love following Soleil Moon Frye on twitter. And ..think her new website is lovely. Love her little seedling blog! She is just a super creative and insightful person with a really big heart :-) So if you tweet- she's one to follow!

RAIN!!

Thank you Lord! It's pouring! I've never been so excited to see rain.. What a wonderful break from these hot few weeks. As much as I love the sunshine, sometimes watching the rain cleanses the soul!! My friend Nelle always laughs when I tell her after it rains here it becomes a steam bath..haha she lives in Seattle so she has no idea what a good Louisiana summer shower is ;-)

mystery solved

I've been trying for a while to find out about the gold car Kat Von D drives..seems like that would be fairly easy info but I don't know that much about cars, so..NOT SO MUCH. I finally found a pic of it and it says it's a 1951. I know it's HOT! Love it!!

Look how fabulous! Love the wide white walls!

I love these vintage funnies..

I have hundreds of them in a folder :-)

I am- who I is.

Well it was a good day.. in almost every aspect. I was however, told that I can be sharp tongued. That confused me. I even had to look it up *L* I am sarcastic, but never with bad intent. If I take the time time to poke around with you, then sarcasm is almost like flattery? It was also added that I am moody! Well..my response to that is, HELLO, I am a girl. But, actually I think I'm well balanced. I can be very serious, sympathetic and kind. But I can also be silly and light-hearted. I guess I will be more careful of the way I say things... or not (haha) Over thinking this would be very unlike me, but it really surprised me, because I think so much of this person.

My father was always silly. He could crack jokes at a funeral and it always made my mother crazy hehe. I'm a lot like that too..I cope better with laughter INITIALLY. It's just who I am- I am inherently silly.

Has anyone seen my chicken?

Ahhh to be young again!

“There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again.”

:-)

Dragonfly, am I

In a dream
I was skimming across
the top of the lake,
cool mist on my cheeks
and tickling my toes.
Morning had touched
the skies and I
was as much a part of
the dawning day as the
sun that yawned and stretched
and the clouds that whispered by,
the fish that spied a meal
and the loon who called her young.

I speed over mirrored waters
with a grace all my own.
I am the wind embodied
in a slender, delicate frame.
I am the very essence of strength,
yet so close to nothingness,
I am hardly here.

When I alight upon a friendly dock
to warm myself and say hello,
I wake to find my lacy wings
have gone as has the night.
And I am simply me
with a dreamy memory
of being truly free.-

©2003 Jennifer W. Mally

really! haha

awesome

Oh no he didn't!

I'm so disappointed in Jon Gosselin :-( I think he's having an early semi-mid life crisis. WHY would she even want a guy with 8 kids??? She's crazy too! You can have him honey!

Crayola Girl :-)

I love that new crayola-walmart commercial! I'd love a photo of her! And the song- It's La Vie En Rose - Louis Armstrong .. Just wish it wasn't so short :(

And here's the full version by Louis Armstrong (beautiful):

It's been a while..

I'm gonna get back to it.. blogging that is..or at least try. Its my nature to be flighty so we will see how long I hold out ;) But seriously- I really am going to try and make myself start using this blog again everyday. My last post was like Feb. of 2008! haha It's good to look back on life though..I just did that and ended up deleting a lot of stuff because I was so shocked at how much my life has really changed in the last year. For the better I think? The hard stuff has become funny somewhat.. I've regained my laughter and ability to let MOST things roll off. I've never been good at being serious. It brings out the worst in me ;)

I feel things evolving right now, and for the first time I'm not going to predict anything.. it always sets me up for disappointment- but I feel so hopeful about life, and for the lives of the people I love. But I'm not betting on anyone but me ;-)

So anyway.. you can find me here ;-)
Lots to talk about!!
I'll be getting married this year. YAY!
I stopped smoking!
And, I have two adorable babies, Miley and Pork Chop!

Guess what I'm about to watch??

For the millionth time!

summertime :-)

my babies love to swim! we got them a new pool!

I'm reading this book that's really touched my heart. I don't want to go into that right now, so I'll save it for another blog. But one thing she suggests, is writing a letter to your former self. The idea is that when you address yourself in the past you realize how much you really have changed. I thought that sounded kinda cheesy , but then I really thought about it... If I could go back and talk to myself when I was 20 years old...what would I say? What could I possibly say that would have had any bearing on me?

I had a lot of trouble writing it in the form of a letter. I kinda felt like a weirdo. So I just made a list.. Maybe I really wouldn't be so screwed up now if someone had told me these things.. of course, they probably did...*LOL*
................................................................

1.) Tell the truth. TELL THE TRUTH. TELL THE TRUTH. Even when it hurts like hell and its scary. It all comes out in the wash.

2.) Seek out God, or something to believe in. If you have that- hang onto it and nurture it and learn to live in it. It doesn't seem important when you are young sometimes...you think you have time to find that later.. but trust me there will be a huge void in your life. And you will recognize it the faces of the people around you who DO have that and start to realize they are much happier people because of it.

3.) Love your parents. They aren't perfect, but they are about the ONLY people who will love you when you aren't either.

4.) Broken families, bad situations, whatever.. they aren't excuses to live your life recklessly.

5.) GET AN EDUCATION. DO NOT think you aren't smart enough or that you're incapable. You will see when you are older that there are a ton of people with fancy degrees that are compete idiots and screw ups... SO..you better get yours too or YOU will be working for THEM one day.

6.) Respect your elders.

7.) Keep your family close, you will be glad you did.

8.) Love your siblings, don't fight with them. Most of the time they are the only people in the world who are genetically,behaviorally and emotionally built like you.

9.) Don't ever think you have everything figured out. The Gods of change will knock your feet smooth out from under you.

10.) Don't EVER EVER get in a relationship where addiction is involved. EVEN if it's your own. It's doomed from the start.

11.) Take care of your body. Everything you are doing now..in your early 20's will be visible in another 10 years. Drinking , drugs, eating bad foods, lack of exercise..you name it. Trust me!

12.) Don't look for a man to fix you. You can't fix him either. accept each other AS you are or you might as well hang it up.

13.) Be a person of character, people will NOT forget the things you are doing now and the choices you are making. People are less forgiving as you get older. Trust and faith is hard to get back once you lose it ( believe me)

14.) FLOSS! FLOSS your ASS off *L*

15.) You cant expect people to forgive you for things you can't forgive yourself for. DO IT and move along!

16.) Suffer the consequences of your actions (SHEW! I MAY BE DOING THIS FOR A LONG TIME) don't whine about it or expect immediate gratification simply because you are sorry. You reap what you sew.

17.) Don't ever be one of those stupid people (which I have been) that think or even SAY "What I do with my life or body doesn't effect anyone but myself". That's a selfish way of thinking and you are selling people in your life short, where their love for you is concerned. OF COURSE it effects everyone that loves you.

18.) Say I love you.

19.) Be patient.

20.) PRAY.

21.) Dont try to hide the stupid shit you've done. Yeah it's probably embarrasing and you hate it but dont go stuffing all that inside. Wear that shit like like a badge *L* Thats one less life lesson you have to learn.

22.) Try really HARD to control your negative thoughts, I truly believe you can will bad things to happen sometimes.

23.) Don't lose yourself inside of other people. Figure out what makes you tick.

24.) You can NOT raise the dead.

25.) Accept that there are some things you may NEVER have the answers to. Don't spend 10 years spiraling out of control cause of something you can't make sense out of..cause that doesn't make much sense either.

26.) God says no a lot. Get over it. Ask for something different.

27.) DON'T waste your tears. They are precious and cleansing, and the purest expression of your heart. Don't waste them on people who don't deserve them.

I guess the last thing I'd tell myself is "You are going to be O.K."

I ♥ Christmas :)

I am an awesome gift wrapper! YAY!

The Tree :) Before all the presents!

Green Apple and Silver this year!
My FIRST gingerbread house :)

The Christmas Pineapple!LOL

The Colourful Wreath:)

Mom in her cute Christmas Sweater:)

The Toy Soldier. I love him!

Christmas Contada

It was wonderful!

We went to the Christmas Contada at the Methodist Church. My parents are members there but it was my first time to visit. They had several LSU music students, and choir members, and also several members of the Baton Rouge Symphony there. It was incredible. It was a lovely evening. I got to sit with my grandparents, who are so precious. My Paw Paw sang and sang! It was so cute! I wish I had brought my camera. It really was spectacular!

The End.

"I was floating all alone in a peaceful sea.. only to be rescued by a sinking ship"

i made a turkey :] yay.

oooooooohhhhh what can i do with it??

Ok..Im playing with my clorox bleach pen..I was drawing stuff on an old pair of jeans and watching Ellen. BUT it actually looks really cool... No worries..Im not gonna wear the jeans.. LOL BUT the idea is cool if I could apply it to something else. I could draw on any kind of fabric..looks rusted kinda....oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh WHAT can I do????? WHAT CAN I DO?? gimme some ideas..helppppp.

Bug Cakes!

I'm a cupcake fanatic. They are so much fun and sooooo cute :) AND not to mention yummah! haha These are precious!

My Friend, Mr. Chair!

No snow =(

None. Nada. (sad)

GEAUX TIGERS!!!!!!!

I want to add an LSU soreboard to my blog that I can change. Gonna figure it out tomorrow. Weeeee

all i want for christmas!!!!

nooooooooooooooooooooo.......not YOU. this-

YAY!! Jess!!! my superbad friend!!

Take a second to check out Jessie's page. She is so incredibly talented and such a good friend to me :) She always takes time out of her extremely busy and productive life to check on me and make me smile! She's always encouraging my creativity and is SUCH an amazing artist. Here's some of her work..

You can see MORE of her work here.

How could you?

When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?"--but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub. My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together.

I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day. Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love.

She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" -- still I welcome her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obey her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love." As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch-- because your touch was now so infrequent-- and I would've defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway.

There had been a time, when others asked if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answer "yes" and change the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf. Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your family.

I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said " I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too.

After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempts to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?" They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you changed your mind -- that this was all a bad dream…or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me. When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited.

I heard footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounding in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The "prisoner of love" had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?" Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself -- a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her. It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life to continue you to show you so much loyalty.

A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: If "How Could You?" brought tears to your eyes as you read it as it did to mine as I wrote it, it is because it is the composite story of the millions of formerly "owned" pets who die each year in American & Canadian animal shelters.

Anyone is welcome to distribute the essay for any non-commercial purpose, as long as it is properly attributed with the copyright notice. Please use it to help educate, on your websites, in newsletters, on animal shelter and vet office bulletin boards. Tell the public that the decision to add a pet to the family is an important one for life, that animals deserve our love and sensible care, that finding another appropriate home for an animal is your responsibility and any local humane society or animal welfare league can offer you good advice, and that all life is precious. Please do your part to stop killing, and encourage all spay and neuter campaigns in order to prevent unwanted animals

~~ Jim Willis

So cute :) This made me giggle!

Those eyes!!! I just wanna pinch her fat cheeks =)

Sweet Babs =)

I'm at an age now that I truly appreciate my mother and all that she is and has been to us. Sometimes I think about the fact that at my age, she already had 2 kids and was building her life around us. It's hard for me to imagine that. I was never really a momma's girl as a child.. or a daddy's girl. I was so strong willed and had such a mind of my own. Don't get me wrong I was spoiled rotten and totally dependant on her of course, but I wasn't old enough to appreciate what she was to me. I love her dearly and now at 30, I am SUCH a Momma's girl!! I miss her terribly since we moved and she is always in my heart and in my thoughts. LOVE your momma's!! They are so precious and love us in such a perfect way!!

A Mother's Love

This world has jewels, money, land
position, power, and mansions grand
But a mother's love more precious far,
than all these other treasures are.

A mother nurtures, guides, protects
Her teachings each child's life affects,
and when in later years they go,
away from home, and friends they know
Those teachings will provide the stay,
to keep them on the good straight way.

Though some may stray to taste the fruits,
of worldly pleasures -- still the roots
of Mother's teachings, love, and care
will some day draw them back to where,
the Savior's love can them enfold,
and fill them with a spirit bold.

So children, each and every day,
honor your mother in some way --
To show that you appreciate,
she taught you how to love, not hate.
To comfort you, to guide, to lead,
to be there in your time of need.

But best of all, -- to show the way,
that leads to home with God some day.

My Jenn Cartoons =)

rawr.

I feel feisty.