Herb Crusted Lamb

Roast Lamb

Peanut Butter No Bake Cookies

Tote bag tutorial via =http://megan.scatterbrain.org/notmarthaNot Martha[/url].

Felted iPod cozy make-sa me laugh.

We just returned from our second camping trip of the year on Saturday. What a nice time it was, much warmer than the first one. I only wore 2 shirts instead of 4. Strangely, Jim got colder this time? I can never figure out how his body temperature is regulated…. Eden and Honor had a nice time too. Eden was very interested in the water at the lake (pond) and walked out right into it. I was not there and Jim had to deal with the wet feet all by himself. Ha ha! (Isn’t it awful that I get all happy when he has to deal with what is my everyday life?)

Our second trip was made with my Aunt Ann, Uncle David and cousins, Alyssa and David. While we were sitting around the camp fire we noticed two glowing orbs dancing in the distance. After much conjecture, it was decided that the glowing orbs were a man that someone saw earlier fishing on the bank of the lake sitting in a lawn chair with tiki lamps on either side. He was walking around holding the two tiki lamps.

A mini van pulled up to the man. After about five minutes of conversation that I would loved to have heard, the van started moving. We suddenly realized that tiki man was in the van! The tiki lamps were being held out the window. It ceremoniously reminiscent of the olympic torch runners. As the mini van circled around the campground and past our site, my 13 year old cousin couldn’t help but yell a shout of encouragement, “Tiki Man!!!” The rest of the evening was dotted with intermittent comments about David building a bon fire and inviting Tiki Man to come and dance around it with him. Oh, how I wish I could have got a picture of Tiki Man!!

Happy Anniversary to Kevin and Sarah.

I am posting this link here because I lost it once and don’t want to again.

Honor has turned into a grabby little monkey over night. Nothing is safe anymore! He loves to click the mouse button on the computer… he’s his daddy’s kid. It is amazing how much they change so fast, he just isn’t the same kid we brought home from the hospital.
Eden is growing up so much. The other day we were at the office and she needed to sit on the potty. She went, flushing the toilet (twice). And then I went. As she heard the pee tinkling in the toilet she exclaimed, “Good girl mommy, you went potty!” After which we had to wash our hands in both sinks.

My official mourning/tribute to Martha:

It seems very unfair that Martha will be spending some time in prison. Don’t those jurists know that I need Martha! How will I spend every morning at 10am? What will I do without Martha? Why did they have to choose her to make an example of? Oh Martha, how sad I am for you! How you will be missed!

Is is wrong that I truly don’t care if she is innocent or not? Does being a celebrity mean that you are never guilty just because people like you? Martha has been such an inspiration to people, to me! I was sure she would skate by with just probation or something….. They just can’t send Martha to prison!!!!!!!