Speaking of things I may not need, I think it's about time to get rid of the freezer that is in our basement. I realized that my supposed deep storage approach to food is not doing me any favors when I actually need a container of Cool Whip.
I cannot say that I fully embrace gazing balls as lawn decor. However, I guess they make more sense to me than this bowling ball art I passed.
Speaking of art...Calling all DIYers, get your shell collection, playdough and neon paint...
...and be fabulous!
I am sorry that these photos just do not seem to be capturing the true ugliness.
Speaking of a bit of ugly, I just have a hard time warming up to our local minor league baseball mascot, Scooch...
Pops, the baseball headed train conductor guy makes sooo much more sense.
Have you ever found yourself filling your gas tank, and thinking "My gosh, I wish there was something I could do to make these three minutes pass by more quickly?"
Yup, GSTV...Gas Station TV.
Speaking of gas stations, we can talk of automobiles, which means we can bid a fond farewell to the flair that was on our van that we just traded in.
May the Force still be with us in our shiny new Volkswagens!
It's blueberry season! We went picking today and the likelihood that I will be able to refrain from eating too many berries is still up for debate. The kids kept tabs on me while we were picking, asking frequently how many I had eaten, but now those filled containers are just sitting on the counter with no branches or stems to slow me down!
This poor little guy probably deserved his own post...
Not quite ready to fly, and still mastering the art of walking. Have you ever seen a bird just sitting around with his legs out? We did see him get reunited with his parents, after we escorted him across the street with his step, flap, stumble shuffle.
That seems like a sufficient amount of random to hold us over. Stacy has some over at her place too!