3 of these things belong together...

3 of these things belong together

3 of these things are kinda the same

But one of these things just doesn't belong here

Now it's time to play our game.

Does anyone else remember this song from Sesame Street days?

It's very fitting to what I found in the chicken barn this past weekend, don't ya think?

Weekend

I CAN'T WAIT!!!

Right to the Point

Bullet point that is, in no particular order:

• Chris is still fuming over the stolen camera.
• Grady had to take his favorite apple today to school. I was informed last night red apples were not his favorite.
• My mom and I have been walking at Sam Parr while Grady is at school. We have worked up to 5.7 miles. Today is our day off. I needed it.
• Chris and I have a big (much needed) date weekend planned. Yeah!! It involves a road trip and bands and alcohol. Sounds good to me!
• I witnessed an absolutely horrible sight last Friday night as the Eagles got beat up on hard core by Effingham.
• We now have pumpkins growing out of our ears.
• Fall Festival was probably one of the nicer ones I have been to in a long time.
• Grady was in a pedal tractor pull. Somehow the little booger didn't get it to move. He could have cared less about the pedaling, just fixated on the goodie bag for participating. His best buddy, Dawson, pedaled 70 feet. Way to go DW!
• I rejoined Netflix and took the cheap way. I am thinking I should have been a little less tight. I am patiently waiting on my new month to start so I can watch Gran Torino.
• Our yard looks horrid. I think, unless Mother Nature decides to bless us with a shower, that I will make it look more presentable this afternoon.
• Finally Grey's Anatomy starts, tomorrow night. But why do they make it a cliffhanger at the end of the season, when the DishNetwork guide tells you who dies on the season premier?

Don't that about take the cake?

With yesterday being Chris's birthday, you would think I would have something on a happier note to post about, right?

Wrong.

He went to the woods to retrieve his hunting camera in hopes of finding more good pictures. And there is was. Gone.

So, if anyone out there in blogville knows someone who just happened upon a trail camera by sheer luck, please inform them of their misfortune when my hubby hears about it.

Tacky. That's what it is. Just plain tacky to be a thief.

Birthday Ride

I got my first Harley ride this weekend from my brother-in-law Gary.

AWESOME!! That's about all I can say.

Thanks Gary...I will probably take you up on the offer of going again sometime!

What a Game

Last night's Eagle football game was a nail biter! In the end, the boys pulled through and won in overtime against Olney and I have a very sore throat from cheering (louder than the cheerleaders I believe).

I want to give a shout out to my nephew, Mitchell Stanciu #25, for having an awesome game!! For me to still think he is the little man ring bearer in my wedding, he sure can play some football! Congrats!

(Sorry this is from the Robinson game, but I liked it better than any I took last night)

What the....

I have found way too many little gray hairs on my head this week to count.


When did I get to be an old lady with gray hair?


I have a birthday in a week (a big one I'd rather forget about, mind you) and this is not helping matters.

One Week

After 10:45 today, we will have survived a whole week of preschool. Seriously we, because I think this week has been way harder on me than it has on Grady actually putting in the time there.

Chris and I told Grady if he had a good week and did his best we would take him bowling. (I kinda thought about what I should get if I had a good week too, you know since I didn't just fall in a heap bawling in the floor everyday.) He said that he would rather have a bowling trophy. Don't know where that came from, but he is going bowling tonight before the football game and he will probably be pissed not winning a trophy for his efforts.

I don't hear much about school other than the kind of snack they have and playing outside. I guess that is the highlight of his day. He does try to sing me a goodbye song with the cutest little smile with your eye bit, kinda squinty and pirate-ish at the same time. Oh, and one boy is going to have to have his hands tied up if he doesn't keep them to hisself.