Love and family

Here at last is a compilation of some video footage and images snapped during family 4th out at the farm and during the 3rd annual fishing tournament. Jon and Jamie were sources of my best footage. I'll have to make more of a point to get other people next time. Sorry about that. Hope you like the music (Dropkick Murphys' "Never Forget").

Fourth of july recap

This year's 4th was also the 3rd annual family fishing tournament out at "The Farm". It's the first time Jonathan and I were able to attend. Highlights include: making two cherry pies while my sister who taught me how to make pie looked on (student has now become the master), listening to my nephew LB giggle, arguing with my two-year-old niece Jamie about my camera (she wouldn't believe it was mine), watching my other two-year-old niece Jenna splash Jamie, and oh, watching the participating members do battle with their fishing rods in an effort to catch the most fish. Jonathan, true to form, snapped another rod. Uncle Bill beat them all, earning him the title of Fish Whisperer. And then there were some mercy perch points given to those who didn't catch any. Can't wait for next year's tournament!

G stands for grilling

We finally did it. After three years, we bought a propane tank for our gas grill that has set on our patio since being bought, waiting to be used. I know, really, how does a person buy a grill and never even light it up? Things, uh, came up. But we broke it in in prime style. On the 4th, we grill hamburgers, later we grill hot dogs—lots of hot dogs. Today, the grill fest was on! Sweet corn on the cob we bought from a street-side vendor, BBQ'd chicken drumsticks, baked potatoes, and even buttered bread. Yum-mee. I also got my tired butt off the couch long enough to make chocolate-dipped spritz cookies. What a tasty weekend. Even if I do feel like someone stole my frigging energy source.

I also got out long enough this weekend to buy a humming bird feeder, but I didn't get around to making cards. The couch just felt too good and I felt too bad. I honestly feel now like I need to go on prozac because I feel guilty I didn't get much done. The guilt monster! I know, I'll post pictures later of my cookies and my bird feeder and then my weekend will look accomplished, right?

By the way, Stacey, happy belated birthday. So sorry I forgot! Hope it was a good one!

Happy 4th!

Ugh. So glad for that half day from work and having tomorrow off. Between new lesions that showed up on my MRI—that most likely account for my inability to move very fast and feeling tired, dizzy, and nauseous—and this antibiotic (it's some strong stuff) I'm taking for my ear infection, I'm one helpless basket case. Got home in time to throw up. I hate throwing up. So on the couch I went for the rest of this evening. I did finish Barefoot (read my review post here).

I managed to stop by Archiver's before leaving the city. I signed up for an acrylic album workshop (Chance would be so proud) and bought some fabulous paper for which I hope to have enough energy to make some cards with this weekend. Also to do this weekend: bake some cookies and research about my new lesions.