Friday, July 17, 2009
Mud Bug Boil
Garden Market
Andrew and I volunteer for Heart & Hand Ministries this year by working at their Garden Market. Local growers bring their produce in and we sell it for them.

Andrew rings up customers, helps the growers unload their produce and helps out with anything that needs done.
This is Calvin. He's one of the volunteers. In the background in Georgie. She's the boss-lady.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Road trip with my Boy! Washington, D. C.
This museum was closed on my last two visits. So, I was glad to be able to check it out this time.
Road trip with my Boy! Niagara Falls, NY!
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
It's a Parade!
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
It'll Never Be the Same!
Recently, a friend asked me if I had gotten my house back in order after having Amber's party. My immediate answer was "It'll never be the same again." After I said that, I realized it probably wasn't interpreted the way I intended. So, let me explain.
Now, when I look around the house, I see 75 + of our closest friends and family that came that day. I see the little kids looking through the fence at the chickens. I hear one of the little girls begging me to take her to look for eggs. I see the friends I hadn't seen in several years. I see the folks that traveled for hours to be with us that day. I see them relaxing on our sofa and telling us what's happened since the last time we met. I see all the canopies and tables in the yard. I see my sister carrying her big bowl of the best pasta salad I've ever had. I see the teens coming to hang out with Amber and share the bon-fire that night. I see the friends that stayed until 11:30 p.m., 12:30 a.m.....until the next Thursday! lol I see our parents and am thankful they could share the day with us. I feel the love and laughter of the day. And for that very reason, my home will never be the same again. And neither will I.
Now, when I look around the house, I see 75 + of our closest friends and family that came that day. I see the little kids looking through the fence at the chickens. I hear one of the little girls begging me to take her to look for eggs. I see the friends I hadn't seen in several years. I see the folks that traveled for hours to be with us that day. I see them relaxing on our sofa and telling us what's happened since the last time we met. I see all the canopies and tables in the yard. I see my sister carrying her big bowl of the best pasta salad I've ever had. I see the teens coming to hang out with Amber and share the bon-fire that night. I see the friends that stayed until 11:30 p.m., 12:30 a.m.....until the next Thursday! lol I see our parents and am thankful they could share the day with us. I feel the love and laughter of the day. And for that very reason, my home will never be the same again. And neither will I.
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