nothing better

than walking into a house that smells of turkey dinner in the oven.

doin it again today.

happy sunday.

give thanks

i am thankful for...

heat seaters in my car (and yes, we call them that for some reason)

my sister, who calls and checks on me all the time...and always 

ends her sentence with 'i love you',

and i know she means it

a big dog who feels as much comfort as i do, sleeping right next to me

prairie grains whole wheat toast in the morning

the genuine goodness of my parents

five intelligent beautiful children who are each their own 

individual person, and i am glad for that

ugg boots

the warmth of a loved ones hand in mine

 red velvet cake batter yogurt with almonds

the feel of the sun on my face

and the knowledge that my Savior is real.

" We can lift ourselves, and others as well, when we refuse to remain in the realm
of negative thought and cultivate within our hearts an attitude of gratitude.
If ingratitude be numbered among the serious sins,
then gratitude takes its place among the noblest of virtues"

-Thomas Monson

(thank you aarean)

knee deep

it is that time of year again...polo banquet program time.

i have been glued to my seat, in front of my computer for days now.

just think of a yearbook for polo...and i would be the one lucky enough to put it all together.

i think i say "yes" too much.

however, i do see light at the end of the tunnel...a printer deadline does that to you.

i just hope i can transfer all 524 pdf files over to this jump drive successfully.

eden where are you?

best burger, bar none

have you ever been to hodads?

a late thank you

to all the veterans who risk life and limb to protect our country.

thats all i need to say.

big boy, little boy

so i took this photo thru the windshield of the car 

the other day when i was picking up hunter from school.

i sent dane out to help hunter carry his big load 

of books and stuff.

and this is what i captured.

pretty self explanatory.

need a bandaid

its a known fact, that i pick my toes when im stressed.

well, i am drawing blood.

wonder what that means?


and i heard once that in order to be a playboy bunny, 
you have to have pretty feet, along with other "pretty" parts...
darnit...i think my feet have ruined my chances.

prayers please

my amazing, wonderful mother is having back surgery today.

please pray for her.

update:

she made it, and is recovering now.

so glad.