Sunday Funnies

If you don't know me all that well, let me fill you in on a little known secret. I heart Donny Osmond.

It started when I was younger and my mom brought home a stack of old records and a record player for our enjoyment after a hot morning of garage sale-ing. (I never do know how to spell that word. Someone fill me in on it.)

This is when I first laid eyes on him. Donny Osmond. Boyish good looks, thick brown hair, and a voice as smooth as butter. Mmmm-hmmm.
My love for Donny has never died through the years. It has only gotten stronger. Trevor has always teased me about Donny Osmond. He rolls his eyes when I bring up his name. He truly thinks it is ridiculous.

Fast forward to last night. I have always wondered what celebrity I look like and so I uploaded a picture of myself to this site that tells you exactly that by scanning facial features.

After I found out that I look like Julianne Moore, I scanned in Trevor's picture. I was just curious.
The results took a few minutes longer than mine had. When they finally popped up on the screen, my eyes almost popped out of my head. I read it again. Then I died laughing. I fell out of my chair laughing so hard. Trevor came in the room wanting to know what was so funny.

I had him read the screen.

It said Trevor's celebrity look alike was DONNY OSMOND!!!!!

Yeah! Uh-huh! I always knew Trevor was a hunk!

Happy birthday baby! One year went by fast!


Official photo shoot there -------------------> Yeah. Click on the link to the right if you haven't already.

We got a new to us, nice wooden filing cabinet about a year or maybe it was two years ago. I let it sit empty thinking we would be moving any time and wouldn't it be easier to move if it were empty. Duh. There really is no logic there. Sometimes my blond streak rears its ugly head.

I really do have a blond streak by the way. It is on the back of my neck. Blond as can be. A few people that have seen it thought I was just doing a test strip of blond to see if I liked it enough to do my whole head. But no, I will not be dying my hair any time soon.

Anyhoo, I have a pile of papers the size of Texas sitting in a box waiting to be filed. Not only that, but I am re-filing every paper that I have previously filed in those flimsy cardboard file boxes you can buy at Office Max. We have two of them filled to the brim.
So I went and looked at paper shredders since our last one died two years ago. I was completely shocked at the price of those dumb things! Holy moses people! $70 for a paper shredder? Really?

Yeah. I totally cheaped out and bought the $25 one. It was either $25 or $70. I had no choice! When I got home Trevor told me to take it back and buy the more expensive one. No way I said, because it was going to work just great.

Dumb. DUMB. Sometimes I am plain ol' dumb.

This thing is a piece o' crap. It got bogged down by an envelope. AN ENVELOPE! I can still take it back right? I am not good at taking things back. I don't do it. I can count less than five times in my whole life I have taken something back.

I have out of control allergies. The annoying thing is not being able to take real medicine that would put me out of my misery since I am still nursing. However, I have just discovered this thing called a netti pot.

Don't know what it is? Maybe you don't really want to know.
Here's how it works. You take a packet of this sinus rinse stuff (sodium chloride & sodium bicarbonate) and mix it with sterile water. Then put it in the netti pot and screw the lid on the top.

Here comes the gross part. While standing over a sink, put the spout up to your nostril and pour into your nostril making sure to keep your mouth open and whatever you do DON'T HOLD YOUR BREATH.

The water will then go in one nostril and out the other. Some water may come out your mouth! I shudder just thinking about it.

Oh, and you probably wanted to know if it worked. I think it helped out a little. If anything, it cleaned out my nose and I could breath very well afterward.

Grossed out now? LOL! That was my plan!

Happy Birthday Logan My Logan!

I am now the proud mother of a five year old!! Wowee! That sounds weird.

Here is the cute little guy at birth.

One year old.
Two years old.

Three years old.
Don't ask where the four year old pictures are. Sore spot. BACK UP YOUR FILES PEOPLE!

Five years old.



What a nice brother to give his sister a turn at blowing out the candles.Don't judge my cake. I am not gifted in the decorating department.

Happy Birthday Logan! We love you!

Here is version #2 of my copy dress. I tried making it just like the picture I found online. I didn't like the tulle on the top part of the dress though. It looked really stupid. So I cut it apart and started again. This is basically just a copy of the skirt which oddly enough looks exactly like a regular old tutu! LOL!

Attempt FAILED!

But I do have a really cute tutu dress now! Hey! At least I didn't abandon it like I do most of my other failed projects! I saw it through to the end!

I sewed the tulle skirt directly to a onesie, then attached a bow. I realize now upon further examination that they did not use tulle. It looks to me to be chiffon. Live and learn.

I am going to make this dress. Cutting it out right now! Pictures tomorrow. Let's see how close I can get to the original.

There are no words...

I don't even know where to begin.

Lets just say the bride and I got heat stroke. She blacked out, but the groom caught her. I started feeling really dizzy and my throat felt like it was on fire and closing up on me. The ground was swaying. Did I mention it was very hot?

We sat down in the shade for a few minutes. There was a fountain with crisp, clear water that looked mighty tasty! My nephew had an empty fruit snack bag. He filled it with water from the fountain and took a drink. DIS-GUS-TING! He filled it again and offered it to the bride (his sister). She took a sip. Oh how GROSS! She said the water was warm, and not as crisp and cool as one might have thought.

We sent one of our party members to find a drink. It seemed like she was gone forever. She came back with a triumphant look upon her face. She found a drinking fountain!! But we had to get up and walk in the sun to get there.

The bride's face was white as a sheet. Yeah. Scary. So we booked it to the South visitors center where we took over the foyer and drinking fountain area for about an hour as we recovered from our near death experience.

When we finally emerged back into the heat, the sun was gone and clouds had taken over. It was perfect shooting time. Unfortunately we were out of time and the bride and groom had a luncheon to get to. We got a few more shots in the shade, but then we were done.

Talk about disappointing. I totally tanked. Oh well. I learned a lot.