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Friday, May 09, 2008

  • making the jump.

    we did it, we're making the jump....good-bye office 2003....hello garage band 08....




    I'm going to get famous with this thing.

    ok, maybe not so much so...but man will I be cool when all the kiddies get out their nerdy little laptops.

    thank you IRS for stimulating my checking account!

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

  • our mascot

    "Mom, do you have any money? I need some money" said a small, tattoo'd kitty faced, girl, we all know as Hosanna, Saturday night after an intensely great show at He-Brews Coffee and Music.

    "umm no, honey, I don't have any money"

    Hosanna and her little self, didn't take that for an answer. I watched her run off with her red hair flying wildly behind her.

    "Daddy, I need a dollar, I need to buy a shirt"

    Josh pulls out of his pocket a penny, and sends our red haired glory off. She darted across the room the merch table. After giving all the choices a good glance she picked out a nice yellow and green shirt with a couple of cute little forest creatures. She handed the guys her penny, because she knows how this works out...and it did. Work out that is. The guys from the band couldn't resist. She got that yellow and green with a cute little forest creatures, shirt.



    ...and she couldn't be more thrilled.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

  • family pictures?

    if it hasn't been established....my oldest hosanna...she's a ham. more then a ham, she's an energetic, creative, exciting, exuberant, you-get-the-idea, 2 year old.

    and zuri is 6 months old...and slightly ill right now.

    Today I attempted to take some nice pictures of the girls together...this was my result:


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    now, this one is cute...

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    and this one is silly...
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    and this one is sad
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    and this one is lovely.
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Saturday, April 19, 2008

Friday, April 18, 2008

  • I'm overwhelmed.
       so I haven't updated.   I don't like posting woe is me posts.  

    yet I am.

    I feel like a bad parent.

    My actions are perceived as opposite of their intention sometimes.

    I seriously need a nap.

    and it's raining.

    But I like rain.