Archive for September, 2009

It’s been a while since I’ve visited Etsy, and I’m in the mood for a new purse. That doesn’t mean I’ll get one. But window shopping is always fun.. So for now here are some purses I would love to own.. all handmade.

OHH. my goodness. I love this red leather polka-dot purse. It’s being sold by hedilu

I don’t know what I would do with this. It’s teeny-tiny.. but I find

it so beautiful. Lily Wedding Purse by the seller FairyMaid

I love the blues and greens in this felted tote! Made by TrueBlueLTD

I loved this when I saw it.. and loved it more when I found out it was made from

trash bags! SO CUTE! Made by CraftyKathi

I really love this brown leather bag.. and the inside? BEAUTIFUL.. Made by YourPurse

Today the Man and I have been married 13 years. It seems like a long time, and like no time at all has passed. Weird how that all works. We were married in Rantoul, Kansas at the Presbyterian Church. We invited lots of people, but didn't really think anyone would come… as it turned out, everyone wanted to see if we were actually going to do it!

Here we are.. #1, me, #2 and The Man.

I know.. I know.. your thinking.. how could she have those 2 children so

fast after the wedding.. and all I can say to you is, God works in mysterious ways.

Here's the Man and the minster (John Raske) that married us.

I believe he's showing him how I am going to "love, honor and obey." Or is it eBay?

I'm not sure why this is so blurry.. but here's the kiss. As I remember it,

it was a good one! My dress had the most FABULOUS train.. Our wedding started at

6:00pm, and my dress was suppose to be delivered by 2:30. It didn't get there until

5:52pm. I never saw myself in it that day. Weird huh?

In case you needed proof I am short. I had on 4" heels in this picture!

Not a bad looking group…

My friend since forever… We are still

super close.. My life would not be the same without her.

We had a sit down dinner for 200 people.. and this is the only photo I have of the food.

I believe we had brisket, chicken (of some kind) mashed potatoes, green beans, shrimp..

and the best garlic biscuit things.

Oh.. and cake.. The cake was so good.. See those LARGE flower things in front?

I had 40 or so cupcakes made for the kids that were coming to the wedding..

#1 and The Man dancing at our wedding.. how sweet is that?

We were standing outside as the sun was setting.. That poor man.. I bet if someone told him he was going to have 3 more children

after this photo he would have thought they were nuts. I'm pretty sure I would have too.

Look! there's his hand before the ring started choking him!

I was so caught up in grading homeschool papers I put off blogging… It seems all I’ve done is go to church, grade papers and cook.

The Man came into the kitchen to wash his hands (I thought).. until one of the kids said; (in a LOUD voice) “Dad’s taking off his wedding ring!” That’s a pretty unusual thing in our house. I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen it off is finger. Apparently he must remove it when he is working with concrete..

This is the hand of The Man… and that is his wedding ring. Do you see

the indention around his finger? It looks like his wedding ring is

choking him. I asked him if it was, and he just laughed..

Look how it’s messed up his finger..

I told him I want to take a picture of it..

and he said “I’m not going to be fodder for your blog!”

(um.. ok.. I guess he doesn’t realize he’s ALWAYS fodder for my blog)

By the end of the day.. it’s back on where it’s suppose to be.

By the way what is fodder? Fodder: inferior or readily available material used to supply a heavy demand.

I had know idea this photo was on my camera. I am slightly embarrassed by it, but I am a believer in sharing things that are funny, and these photos are funny to me.

Here’s #5 aka Spiderman and Mr Bigglesworth. He fell asleep the living room after going up against

the Green Goblin or something. He looks so cute sleeping here huh?

Pan out and the photo, is not so cute. It makes us look like we have a problem.

A cat problem. Don’t tell anyone ok?