Memories ( in case my hard drive crashes )

Long sentimental post about Spain goes here.................................. but since words fail me, pictures will have to suffice. I wanted to post a picture of each of my home members but since it would take me over a year to draw up the sufficient insurance papers to protect me from severe bodily harm, the Spanish country-side and I will be all your getting

I wasn't going to post this one but then my sister described it as a

"where is my life going" face (I couldn't stop laughing)

So long, Farewell Kamikazes

(Sings) Ain't no sunshine when they're gone, there's no noise when Aiesha is away













the state of the weather in our backyard these days

macho feminist

Since becoming a faithful member of the new fanatical religious movement, "Broke" sweeping our home and the family at large, coming up with birthday presents has become a more tedious tasks as to buy something would be going against one's new found belief. Knowing that Paloma wouldn't take to my sense of humor in poetry as well as Angie did, I got out my sewing kit and tried to rediscover (or just discover) my feminine side to see what could be done about this situation.

Ingredients:

ribbon
lace shirt
broken Bling Bling belt piece
glue gun
one big overdose of patience ======














so after feeling like a highly accomplished barbie in the making, something had to be done to cleanse myself of this womanly spirit. God was definitely with me on this one and had given the Oc girls a larger than usual hair-loss season to block the sink perfectly in time. Also the testosterone levels of all the males seemed to be drastically down and none had the burden to do the squeamish. I cannot tell you how my chest now swells with pride everytime I see that gleamingly clean sink and know whose little hands were the only ones small enough to wield that screwdriver and remove that "............." out of the sink. I would post a picture but I want you to keep your food down today