Pay It Forward

This is how it works...
The first 3 people to leave a comment on this
post will receive a hand made gift from me.
(with that post you need to include something or someone you're grateful for)
BUT... in order for you to leave a comment on my blog,
you must also post this on your blog.
(which means that sometime during the year you will pay it forward to 3 people as well)
**if you have participated in something similar you don't need to re-post on your blog
and are still qualified.
GOOD LUCK!

Celebrating Love Day

This past Friday the 13th when all of those superstitions surfaced and while many of you tried to avoid your daily ritual for fear bad luck would strike, I was out on the town with my Men and Little Lady to enjoy a nice Valentine' s Day dinner. Instead of spending money on cards, candy and stuffed animals (because the boys are much too old for that silly stuff), we took our dollars and a short drive up Ogden Canyon to the Timbermine Restaurant.

We thought we might avoid the crowd by going the day before the big holiday (not so much).
Our night consisted of 5 Lobster Tails, Prime Rib, Sirloin with Crab and the pleasure of spending some family time together.


I love you Guys!

**Thank You to my sweet husband for granting my Valentine wish and taking a day off from work so I could go get my hair done with the gals. I love you.

NOTME

I find it interesting, a bit humorous and most times irritating that whenever asked a question, the boys most common response is...
"not me".

So boys... You've inspired me and I dedicate these lines to you.

We have a new guest at our house
he/she's quiet as a mouse.
Someone I have yet to see,
and we call him/her NOTME.

Since the day that NOTME came
he/she always gets the blame,
for the toys upon the floor
and that dirt smudge on the door.



Hanging clothes makes NOTME cringe
and so clean clothes fill my bin,
now 10 loads I have to wash
NOTME does not care the co$t.

NOTME likes to run the faucet
he/she leaves open all our closets,
that smudge of toothpaste on the sink?
it's all NOTME'S fault we think.

NOTME'S favorite thing to do
is to take and hide our shoes,
leave his/her soda cans around
and the bath towels on the ground.

NOTME hates that our one wish
is to wash up his/her dish,
feed the pets and dust the shelf
the bed won't straighten up itself.

So to NOTME let me say
leave this place, be on your way.
Come on out from where you hide
pack your suitcase, I will drive.


**Maybe one day I will write a book about NOTME :)
(maybe Cam will do my illustrations)