Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Morning Walk
I then managed to lock myself and the dog out of the house. (Stupid key pad wouldn't work!) I then had to borrow Teri's car and drive over to my in-law's house to pick up a spare house key. This isn't the first time so one would think I'd get around to having a key for myself made, right? Wrong - it's been three years and I still haven't done it. Maybe in the next three years I'll get around to it. Better yet, I'll add it to Bret's "honey do" list.
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Monday, September 18, 2006
Frustrated & Giving Up
1. U.S. soldiers ( G_ _ )
2. Make more lean (D _ _ AT)
3. The Bee Gees' "__ Talkin' " (J _V _ )
4. Letters on a military plane (U _ A _ )
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I'm Such An Instigator!
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Sunday, September 17, 2006
Living The White Trash Dream

We arrived at our camp site and began the "fun" task of setting up camp. I was told to go off with the kids while the big boys set up, so of course, who am I to argue?
(He probably could have used my help though, lol.)
So Teri and I took the kids on what Quentin swore was a hiking trail. I'm still not so sure. Eventually, in fear of getting lost (Or worse!!!), I turned us back around and we headed back to camp. A few snake holes and piles of animal droppings were enough to hold back any protests.
We did manage to make our own "Survivor Style Bathroom" in the woods behind our site. And yes, I did pee outside! You would have too if you had seen the condition of the outhouse. And besides, we were suppose to be roughing it, right? (Keep on reading...ha!)
The kids kept busy with the playground and their bikes and scooters. It was really nice because the campground was on a big cul-de-sac, so the kids were able to do laps.
Super cute Ryan.
And because we were, you know, um, roughing it, Scott set up a DVD player in the tent for the kids to watch before they went to bed so we could have some adult time around the camp fire.
Sleeping was pretty rough last night though. The wind was howling, the crickets and bull frogs wouldn't be quiet (no matter how loud we yelled at them) and Bret was talking in his sleep. I had to keep getting out of the tent to pee. Bret had a difficult time on his cot and the air mattress left Ryan and I pretty much sleeping on the ground.
This morning, Scott cooked us a 5 star breakfast of pancakes, eggs, bacon and sausage over the fire. . .

Daisy ate pretty well, too. (Busted - LOL)
While we packed up to go home, the kids made a few last minute laps around the site.
I'm glad to be home and clean again, but we'll have to do it again next year.
More on Flickr.
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Saturday, September 16, 2006
And We're Off...
What's up this weekend? Camping with Teri and her family.
Interesting things to look forward to? Ryan, since it's his first (nonbasement) camping experience and the possibility of West Nile Virus (which is why it's been so long since we've camped.)
Bets on when one of us has to bring Ryan home? I'm afraid to jinx it since it'll be me who has to bring him home.
Stay tuned...
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Bret's Celebrity Look-alikes
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Friday, September 15, 2006
Homecoming Parade
Now Teri, isn't the candy for the kids? LOL. Bret looks like he missed out.
Driving Miss Daisy - he says he was sitting back there to hang out with Ryan , but we know he really wanted to be closer to Ryan's bucket of candy!
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Not For The Faint Of Heart

We had a very creepy visitor this afternoon in our window well. Our neighbor came to the rescue and managed to get it out and into this bucket. (Bret stood by while the woman next door tackled the hissing biting thing.) Does anyone know what kind of snake this is? It isn't the first one! This and the mole are a regular occurance out here. I guess that's what happens when you live in the middle of corn fields.
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"BreLyn" Is The New "TomKat"

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Thursday, September 14, 2006
One Man's Trash Is Another's Treasure
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Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Rocket Man
"Mission Control, this is Ryan. Operation take out Quentin with the rocket launcher is complete!"
"Roger that, little buddy."
( Time out from the mission to catch an episode of The Simpsons.)
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Baby Fix
* * * * * * * * *
Four diapers in four hours and 2 bottles later, I got my double baby fix.
Welcome, Baby Ceceilia! Isn't she a little peanut?
Guess who came home from school and stole little Chloe away from me?!
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Tuesday, September 12, 2006
New Blogger Alert
My friend Teri is now a blogger as well. We got her all set up tonight. Check her out at Q-Sky.
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Intruder
Last night at about 4:30 in the morning, after putting Ryan back in his own bed (yes, again) we woke up to a loud crashing noise from somewhere inside the house. Bret jumped out of bed and searched the house (in his boxers - was his plan to flash the intruder?) while I held onto the phone ready to dial 911. After a few minutes of searching he finally figured out where the noise came from.
To see the intruder, click here.
Scared the crap out of us. Yet, Daisy slept through the whole thing. Some watch dog.
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Monday, September 11, 2006
September 11, 2001: We Will Never Forget
Terror struck the United States.Killing and injuring thousands of Americans.
Changing the lives of families everywhere.
But it made us stronger.
And freedom reigns.
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Sunday, September 10, 2006
Apple Blossom Farm
Hayrack Ride - me with all of the kids.
Ryan, Quentin, Sklyler, Ashley, Reece & Halle (who's driving - watch out on the sidewalks, everyone!)
Ryan & Ashley measuring up again this year.
Ryan in the jump around. This, however, may have been taken when I fell over. (I'm just saying.)
There are more photos I wanted to post, but Blogger is being a brat so you'll have to go to Flickr to see the rest of them.
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Saturday, September 09, 2006
Temptation and Disobedience


Wrong. It was the dogs that couldn't resist. Below would be Teri's dog, Simon who got caught in the act. (And probably a cold water hose down when they got home.)
This would be Scott, Bret and Teri - looking down at all of the action as Maggie contemplates going for it again.
These would be the two creek covered dogs and Daisy, who was smart enough for her own good to stay out of the creek, chasing each other around the yard. Her staying away from the creek had nothing to do with the fact that she thinks she's a princess and loathes any kind of water.
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Friday, September 08, 2006
As If My Day Hasn't Been Fun Enough
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