Elijah and his Aunt Kelly played Fishville on Facebook this morning. He got a big kick out of buying the new fish and plopping them into one of Kelly's many (many) fish tanks and then feeding them. I don't usually get to hang out with these two on a Monday. I'll be confused about what day of the week it is from now until Friday. That's okay. We had fun.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Day Fifty Nine
Happy 59Th Birthday, Neil!
My honey/hubby Neil turned 59 years old today. We partied this evening with yummy cake, ice cream, and punch. Here's the birthday boy after blowing out his candles. Grand daughter Shelby helped out by serving the punch. Glad you were born, dear husband! Wishing you all the best of everything today and always and many more birthday celebrations to come! I Love You!!!
My honey/hubby Neil turned 59 years old today. We partied this evening with yummy cake, ice cream, and punch. Here's the birthday boy after blowing out his candles. Grand daughter Shelby helped out by serving the punch. Glad you were born, dear husband! Wishing you all the best of everything today and always and many more birthday celebrations to come! I Love You!!!
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Day Fifty Eight
Friday, February 26, 2010
Day Fifty Seven
Elijah and I played a rousing and loud game of Bed Bugs this morning. He gets a kick watching them jump out of the bed. We don't play by the rules. We just scoop them up with our big tweezers until all the bugs are gone.
Yard darts are more fun, too, if you spin them like tops. No rules. Just more fun than human beings should be allowed to have on a Friday. Wishing everyone a fun weekend!
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Day Fifty Six
Squirrel-1
Cat-0
Cat-0
Eddie chased a squirrel up a tree yesterday, but the squirrel leaped off the tree onto the roof of the wood shed and made his way back to the bird feeder where he pigged out on sunflower seeds while Eddie watched, stuck in the tree. It took several minutes, but Eddie finally figured out how to get down out of the tree without killing himself, but by then the squirrel was long gone. Sometimes you get the squirrel and sometimes the squirrel gets you.
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