Dressin' Up the Desktop...

I've been amusing myself lately by working on some new backgrounds

for my desktop. If you've never done one yourself... I'd encourage it :)

It sure makes logging onto your computer a whole lot more interesting.

They're shamefully easy, lots of fun and a nice way to unwind and

enjoy some down time once ALL the Boys are asleep in their beds...

I'm also trying to figure out what on earth happened to August???

How can it possibly be September already!!???

Designer Desktops...

On a Roll...

The culprit says...

"I'm goin'."

.....

"So, Get over it."

"Rock it to the Left."

"Rock it to the Right."

"Push it up."
.....
"Up. Up. Up."

"And Ooooohhh-Verrrrr."

Of course, this is where I nearly dropped the camera in order to catch the little bugger from hitting the pavement. Literally. As we were outside.
5 months old now and already pushing and scooting all over the place. Yeesh. We're in for some trouble soon... I can just feel it.

Dare Devil Dawg...

Oh sure.
It's a beautiful day...
the sun is shining, the birds are singing and there's nary a cloud in the sky.
All is bright and happy and serene.

UNTIL...
You turn your back for 35 seconds.

Thirty-Five Measly Little Seconds.

Then you turn back around and become a witness to this:



Last weekend the H-Man came up with this little stunt -
All. On. His. Own.

Where in the Hell did this Evil Knievel Gene come from??
Who contributed it??
I Dunno. Honestly.
It's Not from Me... I can assure you.
The P?? Doubtful.

While I must admit we got a total kick out of it...
at the time.
And it's still pretty funny, even now.

But Seriously Folks, I gotta say...
the possibilities are sorta freakin' me out
and doing some crazy ass things to my spine. I shudder to think...

The Good, The Bad and The Potty

So... I'm not quite sure which it is.
If it's just that we're so easily entertained these days...

or if it's the sleep deprivation hard at work.

Either way... this clip had us laughing so hard we cried.

I laughed so hard that I needed a potty break of my own :)

We've got potty stations set up on 2 of the adult toilets

in addition to this little Frog port-a-potty.

Of course, you can imagine which one gets the most use these days.

I think it must have something to do with all the activities lying about.
{Gee Whiz... Ya Think??!!}

H-man carefully gets everything situated
and close at hand before taking a seat.

Hopefully you'll enjoy it as much as The P and I did!
It's the simple things in life we cherish.

Whas'sat??!

Whas'sat?

That's a question we're hearing a lot of these days.

While trying to take some photos today...

Hen kept askin' "Whas'sat?"

Everytime the camera clicked or the lens motor whirred --

"Whas'sat?"... Point, point, listen, listen, look, look.

Here's a few captures of the looking and listening part.

And here's the H-Man... coming in for his close-up.
And coming and coming.

Easy Son... Back it up.

Ending with the "But Why?" Look.

Just Kickin' It...

So... Some of you may have been wondering:
"Where the Hell I've been."

Some of you may not really care...

while still others have been bombarding me with emails

with the boiled down equivalent of:

"WTF."

Sheesh... I've been busy.
A 3 year old and a 4 month old does not a blog make.
Neither do they allow for much down time these days.
So be a sport and throw this poor old tired Dawg a bone.

Besides... my infamous camera lens has been in the shop.
Yes, AH-Gain.
But now it's out.
We'll see how long it lasts, this time around.

Of course these photos look off to me somehow.
Grainy... fuzzy... something.
Hmmmm.



This last shot is Classic Flynner.
I wear this Exact expression All the time.
It usually pertains to the following thoughts:

A) Get Real.
B) Lame-Ass.
C) Step Back.
D) You're an ID.I.OT.
E) All of the Above

With that said... where this look is concerned...
Make of it what you will.

Personally, I took it to mean either B or D.

Duck, Duck, Goose...

So... what did you do over the weekend?? We went to the fair.

Gasp!! I Know!!
The sacrifices we make for our children, I tell you what. To say that I - Yes, I went to the fair is REALLY saying something... because I detest fairs. Actually 'detest' just isn't a strong enough word in all honesty. The noise, the crowds, the smoke, the health code violating food stands, the pungent smell of B.O. wafting through the air, the Carnies, the Rednecks, the wife-beater T's.... oh, I could just go on and on. But don't worry... I'm stopping myself now. Before all the sensory memories come flooding back causing the nausea to make me shudder, gag and cough.

If any of those observations offend you... Well. That's just too damn bad. Fairs completely and totally Creep me out. There's always a nasty carnival running in conjunction and most of the folks milling about are chain smoking, mullet wearing side show exhibits that seem to be missing 85% of their teeth. Ahhh.... It's a lovely site to behold.

Major amounts of Ickiness abound.
Anyhow, we went so that H-man could check out all the animals... and as predicted he absolutely Loved it. We got to see Horses, Goats, Pigs, Chickens, Roosters, Bunnies, Ginormous Rabbits (these guys were Bigger than our dogs!!), Sheep, Ducks, Cows, Turkeys, Guinea Pigs and lots and lots of ill groomed, toothless, inbred People too.

Hen's favorite parts:
1) The Horses - he really thought the horses were all kinds of cool.
2) Watching the Cows getting milked - both by hand and by machine.
3) The Children's Zoo - petting the Ducks totally Rocked!!

Over all we had a really a good time and enjoyed lots of commentary about 'Poop' from the H-man. This was probably one the biggest fairs we've ever seen. They had 10 out buildings full of just cows and horses, and there must have been over 400 different chickens and roosters in the poultry division. I've never seen so many different kinds of chickens! Some were itty bitty but Lots of them were Enormous. (Again, bigger than the dogs!)
I would have liked to have gotten a few photos - but I didn't. Simply put - I was too nervous. I hate to admit it -- but I'm a little 'Chicken' when it comes to Chickens. HaHaHaHa. And to say that I basically Ran through the poultry barn could be considered a bit of an understatement. Chickens frighten me... Seriously! Especially the Roosters. Afterall, Nobody likes a scary looking Cock. (sorry, I can't help myself)



But not Ducks... Ducks are sweet.
I'm Not afraid of the Ducks,
and neither was the Henmeister :)

Who're You Calling Carrots??

When Flynner was born... just a mere 3 months ago...

he had a pretty good amount of hair.

Dark brown hair, just like his Papa's.

Then... quite suddenly, and without warning -- it was gone.

And now, what's growing back in its place is

much closer to the garden Red variety.
Much more similar to little H's strawberry blonde,

than to his Dad's dark brown.

Perhaps he'll end up somewhere in the middle.

So who knows.

It's hard to say.
Cause this sort of thing never happened with the H-man.
He was Red from the get go & never lost a lock.
But everyday it's looking more and more
like we're gonna have two little Red-Heads in the family.

We'll just have to wait and see.

Spending the Fourth with My Boys...

Moments like this melt my heart...

and make me ever so grateful for the beautiful family that We have.

Our family is a truly wondrous thing...

and something that the P & I don't take for granted.

H-Man... 3 years --- Flynner... 3 months

Sigh.

BIG. Sigh.

So... this is how we spent our 4th of July morning.

Just hangin' out... reading, singing and playing.

Uneventful and amazing.

How sweet is that?!!

We hope your Independence Day was as Fun as ours :)

More Family Fun on the Fourth...

Oh. MY. Goodness Gracious!!

Love. Love. LOVE!

Henry absolutely adores his little brother.

He's always so full of hugs and kisses for baby Flynn.

There Are No Words...

We've lost two of our beloved family members within the past 3 months. And as a result are feeling quite numb. The grief is, at times, overwhelming. The sadness, all-consuming. We loved them with all of our hearts and will miss them immeasurably.

Kaehlyr
Fall 1995 - June 20th, 2009

Parker
January 1999 - March 30th, 2009

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There are so many things I want to say...
but cannot find the words...
W.H. Auden probably said it best.

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

-- W. H. Auden