Tank full of gas: $45.00
Crock pot full of pinto beans, spilled in the trunk Friday night: $4.00
Various chemicals for attempted removal of pinto beans: $11.00
5 hours in a car after pinto beans have begun to ferment: painful
Sitting behind Marie Osmond at church Sunday morning: priceless
Good times had by all so far!! More to come!
Back next week!
Rarely will you see this guy without his game in hand. That one's new today. . . his third Nintendo DS in as many years. They just aren't made to withstand a love like his.
For the triplets . . . a girl and two boys. Cutie Patooties.
Another friend's new baby. A variation on a theme. You can't even tell in the pictures, but those pink poodles are sparkly as is the Eiffel tower on the yellow onesie. Washable glitter is 'da bomb!
Leslie (my little sis), Sydney (my Sis), and Kristen (my new wannabe sis)
Sydney loved being with the big girls. They're so cute and fun. And Kristen has an iPhone so they could sit and compare aps. We also shopped at IKEA and made cake balls. Good times.
That's MY get-up for camp. Get it? Cabin Mamas instead of Pink Ladies! Those are just for me and Dee Ann, the other cabin mom. I even put monograms on the front a la Laverne and Shirley. The girls get bright blue t-shirts with the camp theme on them. Cute, but not quite AS cute. As it should be. The girls also get the poodle pants (more of that fun glitter!!) and "saddle" shoes. I love the way it all turned out. I found those sweet vintage bedazzled cat eye glasses on etsy for a steal. Love it!
We melted some records into bowls to hold thank you treats for the kitchen staff and to hold our own treats on the picnic tables outside our cabin.
And kept a few in tact to decorate our bunks.
And, thanks to my friend, Tammy, who finds all the coolest stuff online, I was able to make these sweet little lotto-type scratcher cards for when it's my turn to do devotional.
Did I mention that I LOVE CAMP?! Sure, I stress about it for the last two weeks before we go. (Brent told me the other night that I was being really "fun". I've been around the block enough to know what that really means . . . ) Sure, I want to poke my eyes out when it's fundraiser time. Sure, I lose sleep the night before we go EVERY YEAR with a sick sense of dread and impending doom. But I LOVE it, even still. I truly do. And if I get released before next year when Sis is finally old enough to go, so help me . . .
Brent took Sis and D to see fireworks while I stayed home with Riley, who had really high blood sugar and didn't feel well. I guess he enjoyed Tammy's treats every bit as much as Brent and I enjoyed her company. Bad, irresponsible combination. So, for me, the day ended much as it began . . . . Farting noise, thumbs down. Eh. Nothing to lose sleep over.
And now . . . "GREASE is the word" around these parts. I am deeply in the throes of Girl's Camp preparation. Broadway Musicals are the theme, ours is Grease. This is when all the magic happens: making poodle pajama pants instead of skirts (well, ordering plain pants on line and cute-ifying them a bit), tote bags out of t-shirts, saddle shoes out of Keds, bunk decorations out of old records (hence the trip to Good Will). . . The things we do for these girls at camp time. It is truly a pleasure. And a sight to behold when we all get up there. If I can just survive the last minute monkey wrenches that ALWAYS seem to get thrown into my well-oiled plan, we'll be good to go. I can't hardly wait . . . for this to be over. . .