tubby time

And if you thought you could live without a farmhouse sink...you should think again:

I was trying to be fancy and play with the photo colors a bit, but forgot to save the originals, hence the random tones.

More photos...

The lake Sallie cabin is a land of whiteness. Calm and inviting and the perfect backdrop for a little photo session.

um yes, emmie will have her own pillow....we just need to figure out how to copy this one.

Alicia's mom making some anti baby cleavage swimsuit modifications

Faviwhat?

Favicon.

Know what it is?

I bet you do, you just didn't know there was a name for it (kind of like the plastic piece at the end of your shoelace, that's an aglet. See you knew what it was, you just didn't realize some a-hole gave it a name and this a-hole remembered it).

You know how all the coolest internet sites have a little icon next their title that isn't just the lame old Internet Explorer E or orange Blogger B?

Yeah, that's apparently called a Favicon.

And now I have one.

Except I don't think anyone can see it but me, so I'm pissed.

That work to create this little bugger, all for naught (though I did learn the correct spelling in this phrase is "naught" as opposed to "not" so I've got that going for me).

So here, this is what it would look like for reals if I could get my shit together.

And maybe you can see it and I'm just overreacting, its been known to happen.

The lake!

After the 4th of July festivities, we headed out to the lake. Just like last year (minus Kris - sad face), Andy and I took some time off to enjoy what summer we actually have. This time, we packed a baby for the trip! Ok, she is a little person and we loaded up A LOT. I mean, we owned it, we packed it. And I feel like I didn't even over pack that much...unlike my own suitcase filled with clothes I was never going to wear but had to pack.

Off we went to lake Sallie to hang out with Alicia, Matt and the fam. It's so fun to get out of Fargo and enjoy the sun. And enjoy it we did. The weather was absolute perfection the entire time we were there. And the little miss was awesome the entire trip.  She napped, she ate, she played. We had to end some booze cruises early so she could sleep, but other than that, having a baby along was pretty easy. My only beef with the vaca was our baby monitor. The damn thing didn't get reception on the dock. I mean come on, don't these people know you want to tan and cocktail while your baby is sleeping without having to run in to check on her?

She liked the water though it was a bit cold. You'd never know by the smile on her face, but the shivers and goosebumps convinced us to take her out.

 

She gets a little confused when Andy wears a hat.

The kid had puffs and a bottle, we had seven layer dip and margaritas. Oh vacation, I miss you already.

The view from the boat. Because we had a go-check-on-baby-every-fifteen-minutes rotation, we just sat on the pontoon on the lift. It was pretty much the same thing as boating right? Gah-lorious day...everyday...followed by more gloriousness. Have I mentioned I'm missing vacation yet? 

Clarification: it's seems I have taken a liking to the booze over this vacation. Which I did, but either mom or dad was sober parent, so no need to judge y'all.

4th of July

Family fun at the Country Club for the 4th of July:

Olivia showing off her shoe with Grandpa.

Grandpa and Emmie

The fam, me a bit sunburned thinking I was being badass without SPF 30.

Dave, Liv and Kristy

Grandbabies!

We were home before the fireworks started of course. It was time to get Emmie back on her schedule. After the sickness and ear infection, bedtime just wasn't what it used to be. As much as I love rocking the babe to sleep, I just can't see doing it every night through high school, so someone needs to put herself to sleep.

Crying it out isn't super fun, but it has to be done. So after some loves and kisses, down she went. We popped in the paci and turned on her seahorse. I stepped out of the room and waited for the meltdown.

Well the meltdown didn't happen, but this did:

I swear I did not pose her, she just flipped to her tummy, wrapped her arm around the sea horse and went to bed. Ah, heaven! 

She even slept through the fireworks, this photo...and the sirens.

Yes, another tornado warning that sent us to the basement. I scooped up the babe who had so wonderfully put herself to sleep and tucked her under the stairs in her bouncy chair.  An hour later we moved her back to her crib and didn't see her again until the morning. Even through the A-hole neighbors shooting off fireworks until 1am.  I mean I know I'm getting old and all, but seriously.

I'm back!

Hello strangers!

It's been a while. I don't even know where to begin. That's the thing about blogging...it's the random, day to day stuff that I like to write about...and then being gone for a week, my brain melts down and I have nothing to write about.

In the past week there was the 4th of July, a visit from the in law - mother edition, a tornado warning that sent us packing to the basement again, a relaxing trip to the lake, a new Teen Mom and Big Brother, a visit from a forever friend and her cute as pie little man, and well...that's it I guess.

Now, I could just post the 73 photos from this week and call it good. But I'll take my time and rehash the week post by post. Get excited. Here is a preview, because there isn't much funnier than a baby in a life jacket that is pretty much bigger than she is.

The projects: part II

Next project. Modify the picture frame collage on the way downstairs.

Our upstairs is full of windows. Nice with the sunshine and natural light. Not so nice when I seriously have only two walls to hang photos. I have this super cute kid, I don't know if I've mentioned her or not, but I would really like to show off her photos...or show her off, whichever.

Here is the wall:

Black frames (because the basement has black furniture) and black and white photos. Simple.

So I decided I needed way  more frames. I bought a bunch of black frames and then changed my mind. Now I wanted white frames. Bring in the spray paint.

Painting from black to white...not fun.

Andy loves when I do projects. Because I always keep everything neat and tidy while working and I would never be so careless as to spraypaint the garage floor. ::sarcasm font::bold::

And then I had to figure out the frame configuration. So I made paper cut outs of each frame and got started. That was a mind trip all of its own. Then I printed off extra photos, did some rearranging and here we are:

Again, very happy with the results. Now I'll just be working on getting things level...probably for weeks to come. 

Now...what to do with that awkward space to the right of the frame collage? (That's a real question this time.)  Should I add some frames to that wall too? Leave it blank? Add a wordy phrase? Give me some ideas pretty please!




The before. Just a few frames one the way downstairs.

 

The after. Lots and lots of frames...taking up lots of the wall.