Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Ode to Shelves

Oh, Shelves

Upon you my candles sit, waiting to be burned
Before you were installed,
All my things were strewn about, upturned.

But then you arrived, all white and wooden
needing to be hung
waiting to stand tall, holding all my goodies

If I ever need a votive, I know where I can find it,
A catalogue, a tea light,
Pillars, oh I get it!
You have kept me organized
You stack my items well
I can't even realize
What life would be without you.
Oh, Shelves
How I love you.
And J? Thanks for installing them, I love you too :)

Monday, April 27, 2009

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Happy Birthday Seanshine!

We started our evening at Zellas....
Jason had the 'Chop Chop'
I had the trout.
Three candles for twenty three years!
Mom asked that the cake had 'boy colors' which apparently means asparagus green and some shade of blue grey that appears to be a mistake.
Mom singing Happy Birthday in only the way she can....

At this point, Ashley and I open up a bottle of beer to share. We decided to split it because we were both to scared to drink our own bottle.  Just the smell has turned her off to it..... but I am not scared because there are very few beers I don't like...
As we bring the drink to our lips, mom is saying 'SMILE!'. This was the best we could do.
The beer. Banana Bread. The verdict? Ashley was not won over.  I enjoyed it, and when I burped later that night it tasted like bananas. Would I get it again? Probably not, but thats more because it as $4.95 for the bottle.
Here we see the birthday boy eating his cake.  Cashwise cake. 
See my piece below.... it was good. But we made the horrible mistake of reading the nutrition information. 
Hope you had a happy happy day baby brudder!!!!!!! LOVE YOU!!!!!!

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Bye Bye BoBo

Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to mourn the loss of our dear friend, BoBo. His life was short, but well lived. He is survived by his dear friend Ginger.

We found you lying still, with your entrails strewn about like yesterday's news. It was shocking, horrifying and a petrifying shade of white. In small poufs, your insides were everywhere.

Though in pain, you kept a smile on your face through it all. It was not easy to see your stuffing lying next to you. You were in so much pain and agony, and you pretended that nothing was wrong. You were a fighter.
How did this happen? Who murdered you, in cold poly filling? 
It was just to horrific to even view.
And your ear! What happened to it? Could you even hear me screaming your name?
We will always love you, Dear BoBo.

Nothing to do with BoBo, but Ginger has such a sweet ridge... 

And on a completely separate note.. Daddy Ryan got a new car... and it is SUH-WEET!

Sunday, April 12, 2009

When Ginger Attacks

Watch out! She's coming!!!
.....not to be confused with 'Couch Potato Ginger'

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Wednesday, April 1, 2009