May 29, 2011

Mammaw's Chow Chow

A couple of nights ago my friend Laura gave me a jar of homemade hot Salsa to take home to my husband who LOVES hot peppers. Needless to say the jar and it's very hot contents are almost halfway gone and it's only been in the fridge for 4 days! I seriously think my husband has a stomach of steel because there is no way any human being should be able to eat as much hot sauce as he does. It's insane.

Long story short her and I were discussing hot peppers tonight and my Mammaw's recipe for hot "Chow-Chow" came up. Some of you that aren't from the South may call it pepper relish or you may have never even tasted the stuff but it's awesomely good! So here is the's time consuming but well worth the time and effort!

Mammaws Hot Chow-Chow

4 cups of ground green tomatoes (approx 15)
6 cups of ground green peppers (approx 12)
6 cups of ground red peppers (approx 12)
8 cups of ground cabbage (1 large head)
4 cups of ground onions
4 hot peppers (you can choose the type of pepper you wish to use - jalapeno is good)
1/2 - 1 cup of salt (depending on your taste buds)

Mix and let stand overnight. Next day, drain.

Mix the following together with the above once the mixed vegetables sit overnight:

6 cups of sugar
1 - 1.5 tsp of turmeric
4 cups of vinegar
2 cups of water

Bring all contents to a boil and cook for 3 minutes. Pour contents into Mason jars and seal. Let sit in a cool dark place (cabinet or pantry) for several days before eating. Refrigerate after opening the jar.

Enjoy! It's great served with almost every meal. Put a small amount on your plate at dinner time for a little spiciness!

May 27, 2011

It's All Worth It

As many of my close friends and family know, Victoria and I are too much alike at times and butt heads often. She is your typical teenage drama queen and I am your typical Mom who "sweats the small stuff". The combo doesn't work well most of the time. One of us is always upsetting the other only to make up and be BFF's a couple of days from the initial blow up.

I love Victoria with every ounce of my being. She has always had a special place in my heart; long before her Dad and I ever became a couple and wound up married. She entered my life like a lightening bolt and things have never been the same since 2005.

She was a neighborhood kid who was looking for a playmate and mistakenly thought I would be the perfect partner in crime. Little did she know I was more than twice her age. However, I "adopted" her as my own and treated her like a daughter. We went shopping together, played together and I even threw her little parties once in a while. I had been told a couple of years before I met her that I may never be able to have children of my own due to medical issues so having her around was was even nicer that when I was worn out from hours of playtime I could send her on her merry little way home to get much needed rest!

Needless to say things happened and as Victoria and I grew closer so did my bond with her father. It was very strange how things worked out but I honestly couldn't have asked for a better outcome. I think the icing on the cake was when we had all went out for dinner at our favorite Hibachi grill and she made a wish on a penny and while throwing it in the fountain her dream was for the three of us to become a family...I guess someone was listening because that's exactly what happened.

As the years have passed our relationship has definitely been a non-stop roller coaster. Having many highs, lows and upside down moments but we always seem to come out on top smiling. It's a ride that I am willing to endure because my love for her and my husband runs deep into my soul.

Tonight I was reminded of how deep that love goes and it was refreshing and bittersweet. It was also a reminder that you don't have to give birth to a child in order to love them as your own and vice versa. Victoria went through a very painful dental procedure earlier today and things have been a little topsy turvy since coming home. She has had her good moments of feeling okay and some really nasty moments where she couldn't hold anything down. It's been one of those days where you need your 'Momma" and I can honestly say that today has been one of the first days where that feeling came back and I didn't feel like the enemy.

I was asked to stay by her side while she napped in our bed (she and I are still in it). I held her hand and rubbed her belly to help pass the uneasy feeling she had after taking her medicine. I have been her caregiver for most of the evening and in the process I was reminded of why I do what I do for her and why I "sweat the small stuff". I am her "Momma" and every little girl needs theirs once in a while no matter how old you get or when you don't always seem to see eye to eye.

She needed me and it was a wonderful feeling...and I think a piece of me needed her, too.

May 25, 2011

Lost in Translation

It has occurred to me that my family and I are "lost in translation". Words are coming out of my mouth that either come out wrong or are heard wrong. Feelings get hurt, buttons are pushed and then the bickering starts. It's a continuous cycle that has to STOP now. I can't take it any longer and I know my family can't either. We are all walking on eggshells and seconds away from running for a box of Kleenex. It's bad.

I ran across this "How to Work Better" picture on one of my favorite websites for cool pictures, Favim. It has an awesome list of the things that the Beemer house needs to work yesterday. 

1. DO ONE THING AT A TIME: I find myself always taking on task after task and all that is a bad combo. It does nothing but stress me out and make me irritable. The only problem with following this little hint is that being a Mom you are constantly multi-tasking to get things done. If I didn't take on a handful of projects at one time nothing would ever get done. Ever. 

2. KNOW THE PROBLEM:Okay, this is a BIGGIE that we need to work and me in particular. Anyone that is a parent of a teenager and a wife to someone that holds it all in struggles with this on a daily basis. You can't read a teenager and you can't read a person who doesn't express their worries. A teenage girl is the worst for this because there are so many issues in one 24 hour time frame that it's impossible to know what she's upset about. One minute it's because a stain is on her shirt and the next it's because her eyebrows aren't arched right. It's crazy. I am on the
"Teenage Roller Coaster" and it's something that I have to learn to deal with and live with for the next few years. Somedays I wish I were a mind reader because it would make this task much easier. 

3. LEARN TO LISTEN : Okay, so this isn't one of my strong points. Actually, I suck at it. My mind is going a million miles a minute and sometimes I am "listening" to what you are saying but I am not "hearing" it. I would say 4 times out of 10 my mind is probably elsewhere while I am being talked to by a family member. I am thinking about what I have to do next...what's for "thought list" goes on for days so I will just stop. I am really, really, really bad at this when it comes to Victoria. She comes home at mach speed talking a mile a minute and my brain (and ears) just malfunction. It's like overload. I get so overwhelmed that I shut down and the highlights of her day fall on deaf ears. It's not intentional because I truly want to hear about her day but something about it all flowing out of her mouth the second she gets in the door puts my system in overload. I just shut down. I need to work on this ASAP.

4. LEARN TO ASK QUESTIONS : I am pretty good at this. I like to know what's going on and every single detail of the situation. But I need to learn to ask the RIGHT questions. Like the softer side of Jamie questions. "How was your day?" "What's on your mind?" instead of my "What's for homework" "Can you take out the trash"...Instead of a sweet caring guidance counselor I come off as drill sergent. Yeah, gotta work on that.

5. DISTINGUISH SENSE FROM NONSENSE : Is this kind of like "Don't Sweat the Small Stuff"??? If so, fail. 

6. ACCEPT CHANGE AS INEVITABLE : Jamie doesn't do change very well. That is the OCD trait in me. I don't like change, I want everything to have a schedule, I do not "go with the flow". I like order and change doesn't fall in that category. I know that change is inevitable and I know I need to be a little more laid back because things change...things come is never set in stone or on your schedule. 

7. ADMIT MISTAKES : Eeeekkk!!! Nails on a chalkboard. Nobody in their right mind likes to admit their faults and mistakes. NOBODY. This is something everyone on the entire planet earth needs to work on. 

8. SAY IT SIMPLE : Is that even possible for a Southerner?!?!? I mean, really? We add words to a normal sentence and it comes out 10x longer than it really should. Example: "Victoria, please go upstairs and pick up your floor, straighten your closets, take out your trash, make your bed" when really I could just say "Go clean your room". However, sometimes simple doesn't work in our household so I need to learn to pick and choose the times I follow this rule. I do get what it's saying though so I will try to do a better job of keeping it short, simple and sweet

9. BE CALM : Hold on, I need to clean up the coffee that just spewed out of my mouth while typing that. Me, calm? Yeah, that is a "Hell to the No". Being calm means I am either sick or I am dead. I don't function that way but I guess I need to start before my blood pressure becomes an issue and I die from a heart attack...or I am admitted to a mental ward. I guess I need to keep my fingers crossed and hope my happy medicine works because this isn't something that I can change. It's in my DNA and I don't think I have ever had a calm bone in my body. I am leaving it up to the meds on this one. 

10. SMILE : My laugh lines are already deep enough...I don't need a gully on my face. Just kidding. I know I need to make a better effort to turn my frown upside down. Plus, isn't it easier to smile than frown?!? I am willing to try anything that lightens my load.

So, there is my therapy session for the week. I will try to follow these 10 little tidbits to make my life (and the life of my family members) more enjoyable. I will keep you posted on how it works out for me. 

May 22, 2011

Love Never Fails

I am on night no. 4 without my husband and I must say that I am missing him terribly. Although, I know that the time away from one another has done our hearts (and mental state) some good it has been difficult to be away from my very best friend for what seems like weeks!

You honestly never know how much a person truly means to you or how much you depend on them until they aren't in your every day life, schedule and/or routine. I guess that is why we easily take one another for granted so easily because we're rarely apart. My husband doesn't know what I do all day until I am gone (and he still doesn't totally grasp it because he hasn't had Brody alone) and I don't see everything he does for me until he's not present. And it's not even physical stuff that I am talking about either (like taking out the trash, laying Brody down to bed, etc.) it's more the emotional level of our relationship that I miss when I am not by his side.

I miss getting my daily kiss on the forehead before he heads out the door to work...granted, I am half asleep and a bit groggy but I know I am supposed to have one every morning. I miss laying in bed with him at night catching up on our DVR'd shows from the week while he is beating my ass at some word game on our phone. I miss holding his hand while I am falling asleep hours after he has passed out in the bed. It's those little things that are really big things when you take the time to reflect and put it all in perspective.

My marriage with Mike means more to me than I will ever be able to write in a blog, express in a card or speak freely about to friends and family. I can't explain the love, admiration and attraction that I have with this man. He keeps me on my toes, he keeps me fired up and spitting nails, he keeps me grounded, he keeps me somewhat sane even though he does question my sanity, he keeps me being "me". I can only explain it in car terms...he's my oil...without oil in a car your engine will cease up and die. Mike is pretty much the person that keeps me held together and without him I really miss him and I am not running as well as I should be.

So enough of my mushy crap...I saw the following two pics and I really loved them and thought I would share. It's definitely what I am after in life...particularly with my better half.

I do love seeing this and I pray for it every night:

May 21, 2011

Paint the World...Pink.

I am obsessed with frills, bows and pink thanks to a visit with my friend, Lacy and her two beautiful baby girls Adelyn and Braylin yesterday.

My girlfriend Lacy was blessed with two healthy baby girls in March and I was finally able to meet these tiny little miracles in person yesterday and I have now been bitten by the "pink bug".

Of course meeting them was a fabulous excuse to do some shopping for them so I headed to the cutest little boutique in downtown Concord called "Audreys" and I think I could have stayed in there for hours just browsing their seemingly never ending supply of dresses, hairbows and frilly underpants. The store is busting at the seams with cuteness. I don't think they even have room in the store to add any more merchandise because the place is covered from the floor to the ceiling in the most adorable things for your child....mostly for the little girl in your life.

As most of you know, I have a 14 year old daughter and I started raising her in the 3rd grade so I missed the whole "frilly" stage of her life. I was able to pick out her clothes for about 3 years or so and then she turned into your typical pre-teen who hated everything I liked so she has been dressing herself ever since. She never wore the big bows in her hair and you could forget about all of the poofy pink dresses...Victoria wasn't into any of that. I think being raised by her Daddy had a lot to do with her style because she had a lot of tomboy in her when I first came into her life and I managed to suck some of that out and add a little fluff (but not enough in my opinion).

After spending an hour in the boutique my arms were full and I knew that I needed to get out of the store ASAP! Thankfully everything in the store was half off so I managed to leave without damaging our checking account...believe me, I could have spent a salary in there even with the stuff half off. I fell in love with every.single.thing that the store had to offer. My heart melts over Seersucker outfits and I am shocked I didn't have heart failure browsing through all of the racks of dresses and overhaul sets! I was in heaven!!

It's probably a good thing that Brody is a boy because I don't think my husband could afford to dress a little girl. I would have every frill, fluff and bow that I could get my hands on!! The poor child would need a separate room for a closet because I would have an addiction to buying fru-fru outfits and cute bows to match every ensemble! I would have no self control -- seriously.

I will never have a little girl of my own so I guess I will live vicariously through all of my girlfriends who can dress their little princess from head to toe in pink fluff!!

May 17, 2011

Keep Calm and Carry On

Are you insane?!? That is the question that I have asked myself over and over today as I packed and got my things together to go back to North Carolina tomorrow. I am not sure if I am insane or just plain stupid for attempting to make a 8 hour road trip alone with my dog and 2 year old tomorrow but it's a done deal and I am heading out first thing in the morning.

This is the first trip over 4 hours that I have taken alone with my child and it's a bit overwhelming to even think about. Usually we go as a family so there are multiple hands to help when Brody is tired and cranky from being strapped in his car seat for hours and hours. Victoria is always in the back seat to distract him, pick up his toys that he continuously throws on the floorboard and feed his constant hunger cries screams. 

I am not so sure how this is really going to work out for me but I have to put my big girl panties on and give it a shot. I am praying for good weather, no traffic and a cooperative two year old! 

My motto for this trip is:

May 16, 2011

One Day To Go!

I am so super excited because today it was confirmed that I will be heading to my hometown on Wednesday and I will be able to stay for FIVE very long days!! I am thrilled about this trip and it is so needed for eVeRYoNe involved. I have not been back to Concord since Christmas and it's really starting to get to me a little more each week. As we get further into 2011 there is always a little sadness that comes along with it because I know that it's because my family is there and I am here and there is nothing that can change that distance right now nor anytime soon. This is the situation and we need to make the best of it and just visit when we can. Hence, that is why I am doing what I am doing this Wednesday, I am leaving Albany for a while to go back and spend time with my parents, friends and Pappaw. I need to clear my head from all of the stress I have had on myself lately (most self induced stress) and take the time to let myself relax, regroup and soak up all the hugs, talks and kisses from my parents while I am there. I look at it as going to rehab for the soul and mine desperately needs it!

Brody is always excited to go anywhere that Nannee will be. He will be so hyper and excited to know we will be there several days for him to hoop, holler and play all weekend and have his Nannee at his side for the entire visit. He doesn't let her get very far and she is just as bad. She spoils him rotten while he is there and does everything he asks her too. She wouldn't have it any other way though.

I do hate leaving my other half of the family for a week but I think it's going to be good for all of us. I think we all needed a "break" from each other. We have had a very stressful 8 months since moving to Georgia and we all handled that stress differently. I think the two people that suffered the most through the whole ordeal was Mike, I and our marriage. We by no means are headed for divorce but we do need to step outside of the current situation and figure out what to fix that's been damaged so we can make it right. Both of our attitudes became crummy after the move and we took out a lot of our frustrations and worries on each other instead of talking through them. Those frustrations have led themselves into many stupid bickering sessions that should have never taken place. 

I am hoping this trip away gives our marriage the break it needs to mend itself and us. We both need some just "us" time to unwind and relax. I also think being a part for a few days will be good for us because after those 5 long days without one another we should miss each other terribly. We really need a vacation away together somewhere but with lack of family around here it's very hard to make trips like that. You hate to dump your kids off on friends for a weekend and that's almost in the realm of asking them to do entirely too much for you. Your kids are personal and that is a huge responsibility so using them should be for desperate measures and I am not that desperate.....yet. Not saying I would never do it...believe me, if it was bad enough and my parents couldn't help I would ask without hesitation!!! 

So, tomorrow my day will be doing laundry and packing for the little guy and me. We will be hitting the road very early on Wednesday morning because of the 8 hour trip that I will taking with Brody and Alex. I think we will fair okay and get there in one piece. Prayers are welcome  though....we need any help we can get!!!! This will be my first major long road trip so I am hoping it goes safely and smoothly for all of those involved. I am sure I have a couple of little ladies up above watching out for me so I'm confident it will all turn out just fine! However, I do feel bad for my husband who will have an ulcer from worrying too much, my Mom who will pace the floors until I get there and my Dad who will bite every single nail he has left on his finger off until they all know I am safe and sound. 

May 15, 2011


The weekend came, went and I am happy to say that I felt pretty darn good for most of it! FINALLY!!! I *think* that the nasty part of this horrible sinus infection that I had plaguing me for 10 long days has moved on it's cruddy little way. I am praying I do not encounter anything like it for a very long time because it ranked pretty high on my "What death feels like" list. 

Friday I ventured away from my bed and went to lunch with Susie. While most of my lunch from the Cookie Shoppe was untouched (I had no appetite) it was still nice to get out of the house and the stale smell of my room that I had barricaded myself in for so long. It was a short trip out but put some fresh air in my lungs, sunlight on my pale skin, good Vegetable soup in my tummy and allowed me to have some good girlfriend time. The lunch was short and sweet but very meaningful.

Saturday was a chaotic afternoon of me running around like a crazy lady trying to make 3 different parties  from 2 o'clock  thru  6 o'clock!! At first I was like any crazy lady thinking that it sounded completely normal and could be done. No worries, right? Um, sorta once I really stepped back and looked at the bigger picture! I made promises and I was keeping them. So that's just what I did even though it was a pretty stressful couple of hours.

Early Saturday I went to my new girlfriend, Laura Register's 1st Mary Kay party. I really wanted to attend this function  because it was he first party and she was really excited about her new venture into the MK world and I wanted to show her that I would support her and her new business.

After spending a little too much time at the party we were delayed to our next stop....a Birthday party for one of Brody's little classmates. It was held at a local gym here in town but we were over an hour late so he missed the jumping so we skipped right to the good stuff --- the Birthday cake, cookies and ice cream. He was happy with that and I was glad we were able to make it and let Brody and Daniel play even if it was only towards the end of the event. I know they had fun so that is all that matters in my book!!

Once we were finished with the last Birthday party we had to rush home because we were having the Fuller's over to grill out for dinner and let the kids swim in the pool. It was a fantastic evening for it because it was cooler and the gnats seemed less bothersome than usual. (Yes, we have gnats here in Georgia.) Everyone had a great time and we spent the night filling our bellies with hamburgers and hot dogs. I am sure all of the kids slept well last night because they played a lot out in the pool and running around the yard.

Today I did my shopping run to Publix to pick up a few items for the week. Even though we do our main shopping every other week I tend to have to back once a week to get more fruits, milk or lunch making stuff. It is always something when it comes to groceries!! I also never walk out of there without spending $100...It's impossible for me. 

All afternoon I worked on getting Victoria's teachers gifts ready for school so she could take them tomorrow. I made each teacher a monogrammed glass filled with candy. I really hope that they like them because Victoria and I thought that turned out perfect! I really should start selling  these types of things on because they are great gifts. 

May 9, 2011


Today is a day that I know some (or most) parents deal with several times a year and I shouldn't be hard on myself but I feel like a failure. I feel like I am constantly getting sick now that I have two kids in school and it seems like I always get the worst of it. After being beat down with multiple sinus infections and colds I am at an all time low and it's only May!! 

I was lucky enough that Mike was able to take the day off because in all honestly I would have been worthless when it came to watching Brody. When I'm sick it really gets me down and my every day life & responsibilities  magnifies being under the weather by ten. I feel horrible for being in the bed all day, I feel horrible for not being able to take care of the kids, I feel horrible for not enjoying a beautiful day, I feel horrible for not being up to par and cooking my family a get the picture. I feel horrible, period. 

I will also admit that I felt immature and bad that I called my Momma in tears because I couldn't take it anymore. I know that sounds so childish but something about her soothing voice always tends to calm me down and make me feel better even if it's temporary. She usually talks sense into my snot babbling sobs and reminds me that I am not the only Momma in the world that feels utter disappointment when I'm not functioning in my normal perfectionist state of mind. Her usual remedy was take some Advil or Tylenol for the sinus pain, eat a bowl of hot chicken noodle soup and drink something warm to soothe the throat. Wonder how many years Mothers all over the world have told their youngin's that?! 

I did manage to make a Doctor's appointment and was informed I had a nasty sinus infection (the green snot didn't give it away?) and was given a round of antibiotics. I was a little disappointed that it was just your normal Amoxicillin and not the awesome knock-any-nastiness you have out Zpack. I guess it will take longer to work but beggars can't be choosers. I was desperate for anything that would make me feel better when I made the appointment and thankful that I could get seen today. 

So I will wrap up this complete self involved blog post and take my last dose of antibiotic for the night before I forget! This will be the third one I have crammed down my throat since 2:00 this afternoon; hopefully I will feel a little bit better in the morning AND I can function enough to get out of bed to transport my son to preschool for his last week of school before summer. 

May 7, 2011

Happy Mother's Day

I ran across this story on a friends Facebook post and it's something that was very touching. I think that we all need to be reminded of the hard work that we as Mothers put into our children will pay off even thought at the time it seems we are invisible. I know I tested my Momma's patience and limits but her words really didn't fall on deaf just took them several years to sink in. I can only hope that I make her proud and that she feels all of her hard work has paid off. 

Happy Mother's Day, Momma. I love you. 

One of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, 'Can't you see I'm on the phone?'

Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The invisible Mom. Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more! Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this??

Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, 'What time is it?' I'm a satellite guide to answer, 'What number is the Disney Channel?' I'm a car to order, 'Right around 5:30, please.'

Some days I'm a crystal ball; 'Where's my other sock?, Where's my phone?, What's for dinner?'

I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history, music and literature -but now, they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going, she's going, she's gone!

One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England . She had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when she turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, 'I brought you this.' It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe . I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: 'With admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees.'

In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work: 1) No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. 2) These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. 3) They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. 4) The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.

A story of legend in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, 'Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof, No one will ever see it And the workman replied, 'Because God sees.'

I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was Almost as if I heard God whispering to me, 'I see you. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does.

No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, no Cub Scout meeting, no last minute errand is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become.

I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.

When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, 'My Mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for 3 hours and presses all the linens for the table.' That would mean I'd built a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, he'd say, 'You're gonna love it there...'

As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible mothers.

The Will of God will never take you where the Grace of God will not protect you. To all the wonderful mothers out there..God bless and keep you.

May 5, 2011

I'm Alive!

It's been several days an eternity since my last blog post and I promise that I have not fallen off the face of the earth!! Our family has been very busy with year-end school functions and a mini vacation this past weekend to Atlanta. Pictures and a post (rant and rave) will be coming in the next couple of hours (or days) depending on how my sick little boy cooperates.

The weather here has been as crazy as the past couple of days have been for me! It's hot then cold and that means sIckNesS looms over our family for about a week. Both kids have stopped up heads and are coughing like they are pack-a-day smokers (gross visual but the truth)!! It's bad. Hopefully it will pass very soon tomorrow so they can enjoy the upcoming weekend.

I have a ton of pictures to edit and upload to my Facebook account (going through WD's ya'll)! It seems I can never get caught up with that no matter how much time I invest in it.

So, I better get my booty in gear and start working on editing memories for the kids :) 

Here is a sneak peek!

My crazy Dinosaurs! Rawr.