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Remnants of a child’s weekend lunch.

Sometimes I do have to wonder if she’s mine because I’d never walk away from Doritos.

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Floating away

Snapped some pictures out on the deck last night. I really like how this one turned out.

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It’s Memorial Day and she’d rather be camping.

She has yet to learn we are not a camping kind of family.

That doesn’t mean we won’t be making S’mores today.

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Aqua sparkle


Yeah, another picture of the dog, but I just had to show you the color we painted our foyer walls.

If you look to the bottom right of the picture just past Molly’s collar you’ll see it.

It looks much better on the walls.

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I had to tell her four times to stop yanking leaves off the tree.

You just don’t do that sort of thing at an organic farm.

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Creative expression

Guess who got inked this weekend?

Guess who’s a pushover when it comes to supermarket gumball machines?

Me (no picture available).

As fake tats go, this one is pretty sweet, no?

It made for some interesting looks at the farmer’s market.

They can judge. It only set me back 50 cents.

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Damage control

Chop chop.

At first we weren’t going to get much cut, but this morning we talked about it and I told her a short cut would be really cute.

Am I right?

While we were at the salon, our stylist uncovered a few more spots Autumn had trimmed with the scissors. One lock bounced up like an Alfalfa sprout as she combed Autumn’s hair and another spot was, for lack of a better word, buzzed. It ought to make for an interesting look as it grows out.

Autumn loves the cut. LOVES it. She couldn’t stop looking at herself in the mirror and is very anxious to show her friends at school tomorrow. After she was put to bed, she called out to us from her bedroom.

“We need to get some purple nail polish for my fingers and toes!”

She feels very pretty today.

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This is Ladybird, a.k.a. “Birdie.”

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Don’t let the soft fur and sad Mastiff eyes fool you. This dog is trouble.

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She has absolutely no respect for personal space.

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She’s been known to nibble fingers and sniff places you’d rather not have sniffed.

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She is, however, a pretty good dancer. With the right partner, that is.

She is also one of the reasons why we are missing Oklahoma.

When I would tell people I was leaving for Oklahoma the day after Christmas, they would all ask, “Oh, do you have family there?”  Apparently Oklahoma is the kind state one only visits if they have family there because no one asked if I had any awesome friends in that state.  Which I do, by the way.


The pretty lady in the Longhorns sweatshirt is Meg, my dear friend who willingly put up with me and mine for a few days back in December. Her daughter Cambry is four days older than Autumn, and it was our experiences as new moms that first brought us together nearly four years ago.

The girls got along well. Sometimes.

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I guess they got along as well as two four year-olds who have no siblings and are suddenly forced to spend time together were able to get along.

Thankfully we had a Wii to keep them occupied.


I hear playing Wii while wearing fairy wings brings the console to a whole new level. I’ll have to try that sometime.


The grownups had other things to keep themselves occupied. Things like a brined roast turkey that traveled all the way down from Michigan.

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His name was Jack and we brined and roasted him after we arrived in Oklahoma. We named him Jack because Meg’s Christmas tree was named Toby. As if that makes any kind of sense.

We like to name things.

We also like to drink and made The Pioneer Woman’s sangria.


Who needs a fancy glass jar with a spigot when you’ve got a home brew fermenter?


Cheap wine + lots of fruit & flavored liquer = happy people.

Shortly after the sangria was mixed Amy joined us and we had a little BlogHer reunion.


Can you believe Amy lived only 20 minutes from me and that evening was the first time I had gotten together with her since BlogHer? She just moved to Vegas and is challenging everyone’s notion of what can and cannot be accomplished with coupons in Sin City.

Her husband Gary is a trip. Seriously. Funniest.Guy. Ever. He came up with the name for the next big blogging conference.

Blog Y’all.

Our night with Amy, Meg and their families was magical. There’s really no other word to describe it. Meg’s sister, brother-in-law and niece joined us and we had the best night of laughs I’ve ever had. It’s kind of funny how things worked out. Meg found me through my blog and I found Amy through a message I posted looking for a roommate for BlogHer last year.  It turns out Amy and Gary both grew up not far from Meg’s family so the Okies had a lot to talk about that night.

And they also erected a Festivus pole.


But the fun didn’t stop there. The next evening we went to Savastano’s Pizzeria in Tulsa for some deep dish and disco poses.

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Very nice napkins. Mommy needs to work on her composition.

The final day of our visit was spent at the Oklahoma Aquarium.

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“I am not amused. But I am native to Oklahoma lakes.”

We saw turtles doing whatever it is turtles do.

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The sharks were pretty killer.


As was the shark cage. The people who get into these things are completely nuts.


I rest my case.

The other day Autumn asked when we’re going back to Oklahoma.

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“Not for awhile,” I said.

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But what I should have said was, “Not soon enough.”

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Autumn is going to be a princess this year for Halloween.  Apparently a princess is what she wants to be when she grows up, though I did tell her she’d have to marry into royalty to do so. I asked her if she wouldn’t like to be something cool when she grows up like a fireman.  It was fire safety week this past week and she got to sit an a real fire truck and give a real fireman a high five.  Nope, a princess it is.

So Autumn is going to be a princess.  What she doesn’t know is that Mommy has other plans for her…


Forbidden immortal child…

Tragic zombie child.

Of course she doesn’t get to have all this fun this year.  Mom and dad are also getting in on the act.


My dentist is going to freak when he sees me.


This would be the Cullen sister no one ever talks about.


Are zombies supposed to smile?


I guess being undead doesn’t have to mean you lose your sense of humor.

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