Red, W[h]ine and Boo!

THA-REHHHHHHH

 
A certain red haired center of our world turns three today. I can not believe it has been three years since she came screaming into our lives. And yes screaming, every stereotype of a red head you can imagine is true with this one. Loud, headstrong, moody, passionate, that is my girl.

To celebrate the end of being two we snapped a few tonight.

And we love every single bit of her. Happy Birthday sweet girl. Your father and I love you more than you will ever know, and would not change a single thing about you if we could. happy birthday, and here is to another amazing year.

xo mama em

 

About Bacon

~Mama A

Well, it's no longer the music truck.

She's figured out this whole Ice Cream Man business.  Forever she was convinced that it was the music truck and he just drove around playing music for the kids - gosh, what a nice guy, that music man.

So, we heard that famous music for the first time this year just a few days ago and my husband, being the kid he is, screams "Ice cream man!" And of course they both went running.  I grab the camera, thinking it being her first ice cream truck experience and all, that it would be great to capture.  Only I go out to meet them in front only to discover it's the Ice Cream 80's Minivan covered with stickers.  Not quite as photo-op if you ask me. 

Cross-posting from flickr because I'm just that lazy.

~Mama A.

Look Ma, two posts in one week!

Thank you Landismom for tagging us for a meme.  It's apparently the kick in the ass I needed to get in here and post something.  I'm not going to promise to be here more because I've done that before and you all know how well that went. 

The Rules:

1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5-6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged and asking them to read your blog.
4. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve posted your answer.

The Questions:

hat was I doing ten years ago?

Ten years ago I was finishing up my first year of college.  Saying I was actually going to school would be a stretch, lets just say at this exact time (being 8am here) I was probably either sleeping "it" off or just rolling into bed.  That probably explains how that whole first year of college went.

What are five things on my to do list for today?

1. Finish massive project at work

2. Go to pharmacy and get something to take care of this headache I've had for a WEEK.

3. Go to the bank (isn't this day sounding fantastic already?)

4. Rent last season of Weeds. (shut up, we don't have cable - we're about a year behind shows that real people watch.)

5. Laundry (weeee!)

Snacks I enjoy?

I'm currently addicted to white cheddar popcorn. I wore myself out on it years ago and have rediscovered it.

Things I would do if I were a billionaire?

Travel. College funds. Travel. Houses. Travel.  Donate. Travel.

Three of my bad habits?

1. Money management

2. Swearing

3. Neglecting my blog  

Five places I have lived?

Ha, I've never even lived out of state - and within the state I've only lived in three cities. I'm just that exciting.

Five jobs I have had?

Volunteer Coordinator, Video Store Manager, Database Goddess, Nanny, Salda Bar Girl and Bank Teller (not in that order)

Five people I want to know more about:

B, Kirsten, Unfit Mother, Beautiful Moon and Nonlineargirl

There you have it!

~Mama A

This is a quote to cut, paste and save...

I read this quote on flickr and had to share it here, it is just too great not to share.

Girls are like apples...

the best ones are at the top of the trees. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think there is something wrong with them, when, in reality, they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.

- Anonymous