Monday, June 20, 2011

How Come I Love...

My husband so much?


Maybe because he's awesome at taking self portraits on vacation? Or that he loves me in spite of, or because of, my craziness?!

Houston?


Because of the hippy art?  The great park system?  Both?

America?


This is the cemetery above the beaches of Normandy.  There are almost 10,000 Americans buried here.

What's not to love?  After living in Europe and the Middle East I know now that there is no better country in the world.  And I thank God everyday I was born here.

Thank you to all the veterans who make my freedom possible, especially:

My Grandfather who did 4 years in the Army during WWII, he survived the Battle of the Bulge.
My Father who was a door gunner who survived 2 tours in Vietnam, physically not mentally.
My Sister who's division supports the Marines, she did 2 tours in Iraq.

Gracie Jane?


Who in the world could resist this? I just want to smother her with hugs!

UGH!

Katie Marie?


Oh My GOSH!  How cute are my babies?!  What's not to love!?  And she's my little shadow, always at my heal.

And together....well look at them!~

CUTE! CUTE! CUTE!


My sister...


Oh yeah, because we laugh about everything and nothing.

My life!


 Breakfast at the Chateau in France...

Switzerland...

Koh Sumui Thailand...
Vienna...
Prague...
Edinburgh...
Brussels...
Santorini...
Istanbul...
Salzburg...
Germany...

What's not to like about my life now that I'm back in the USA!?

I have a husband who loves me as much as I love him, we travel all over the world, and have jobs we like.

Life is good...really good.

Friday, June 10, 2011

Betty Crocker I am NOT!

I was feeling really domestic last night.

I bought a 4lb brisket to cook, in the crock pot.

So I put it in last night before I went to bed b/c it takes 8hrs to cook.

And guess what I did this morning.

I forgot about it and went to work

So guess where I am right now...

Yep, that's right at home to put it up.

I actually don't mind coming home for lunch...

It's the going back to work that kills me.

Especially on a Friday.

Bleh.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Oh! Oh! Oh!

I have a follower!  I'm very excited!  Welcome Laurnie!

Will blog more later...

I just noticed my follower and had to comment!

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Memorial Weekend

Well I'm still getting up at 3am to let this little one out.


It's a good thing she's so cute and cuddly.

And she's a total trip.  Today she decided she was still hungry so she dragged her entire food station over to my husband.

Hint. Hint.

So he fed her.

Then when he was taking Gracie out to go potty Katie took her food bowl out of the station and brought it over to me and dropped it at my feet.

Hmmmm

I think she's going through a growth spurt.

That was 4 cups of food she had today.

Gracie eats about 4.5 cups per day.

Gracie weighs a little over 100lbs.

Katie weighs about 25lbs.

So I guess we're upping her food intake.

At least we know she knows how to communicate if she feels like she's underfed!

Anyway this post was going to be about Memorial Day - It's a bit late...but better late than never right?!

My father in law came into town to celebrate his birthday.  In the Hindu way.

So we got up a an ungodly hour on Memorial Day Monday - to be in Pearland by 7am.

Where the Hindu Temple is.


Interesting that this is in Pearland...why Pearland?!

Anyway my father in law turned 71 this year and Hindu's celebrate the 70th birthday on the 71st by having ceremonies in the Hindu Temple.

I like my father in law, he's a very nice man.

But this is not exactly how I wanted to spend my Memorial Day.

I wanted to sleep in and have a cook out with friends.

But he did fly all the way from Dubai.  And I do like him.

And this is how I spent the day...



 The parking lot - I'm not sure what this is for...maybe to bless your car?


The priest came out to say hello and to dot us.

We've been dotted.


My father in law.


The priest doing the ceremony.


My father in law at the end of the ceremony.


 Me and my hubby at the end of the ceremony.

We promptly went home had a few drinks then took a nap.  We had been at the temple for about 7 hours.  His dad didn't leave until about 4pm.

Long, long day.