Sunday, August 3, 2008

Happenings Around the House...

Rainbows. Geniuses. Bakers. Blimps.

All this week. So it was a good week.

Start with the Rainbow. We had a doozy of a storm roll through late one afternoon, and a HUGE double rainbow spread out across town once it was over. It's always hard to capture on camera, but I did what I could.

Moving on to the Genius. So perhaps I am biased. A little. But what you'll see here is a little bit of an irritated child, putting up with us (barely) and showing us how advanced he is.

He is eating chicken wings. Yes, really.

As you can see, Jon is making him feed it to himself. Yum Yum.

He declares after each bite that it is Gone. And then fusses when he is not immediately given more chicken wings. GONE.

"Mom?" (as if I can help...I am holding the camera.)

And lastly - the SKY. Our new favorite object. Up there. Yes. Ever so cute.


He wants more chicken.

Now we are on to Bakers.

Bakers from all over the blogosphere stepped up this week to help me help Jason Ballard - you know, my cousin - who is serving in Iraq. Over 100 bakers pitched in and made a care package full of baked goodies and sent it off to Jason. 100. Wow. Check it out on my other blog - - and the new site I developed just for that reason - . It's really quite amazing.

And last but not least, Blimps.

Today the Goodyear Blimp flew RIGHT OVER OUR HOUSE. Like Right on top of. If I had been paying more attention, I could have seen the color of the pilots eyes.

Well, maybe I exaggerate. A bit. But it was CLOSE.

And you wanna know WHY it flew over?

That's because I am an internet Rock Star. On my other blog, the one where people who don't know me think I am cool, I am now getting over 2000 hits a WEEK. A WEEK, people! That's a lot! So, the Goodyear Blimp had to come check me see what all the fuss was about.

And of course I emerged from the house all dolled up in my skinny jeans and perfectly brushed hair, waving like a pop princess (or was it in Jon's Redskin Pajama bottoms, inside-out, hair unbrushed and barefeet, toting a camera like Oprah Winfrey was on fire in my yard? Not sure. I can see both scenarios so vividly when I think about it.) I think he must have been on a super secret mission - all stealth like - because he didn't land in the yard. He thinks he fooled me, but I'm no fool.

Oh well, anyhoo - here is a picture or two to prove it.

Up next??


Yep, you can say you knew me when.