Owen's Big Present = Swag

Owen's big Christmas present finally came in yesterday.  One day he was home sick from school so he logged onto Nike.com and designed his dream football shoes.

We said great.  We ordered them several weeks ago but they had to make them and then ship them from China (groan...where else would they be from?)  I'm just glad that they got here.

I'm pretty sure that he doesn't cares what people think about him.  /swag

The best part of the shoes.

It was a surprise to both Ken and I.  We didn't really look at the shoe.  We just ordered it.

Owen said that he put them on the backs of the shoes so that the kids can see them from behind as he's running down the football field.  :p

He said that he came up with that.  It wasn't a template option.  LOL!

Ken said that that boy is 100% receiver.  :p

Merry Christmas!!

Merry Christmas from all of us to you and yours.  :)

Ken, Kim, Shane and Owen 

Christmas blog

Test blog. What do you think? Merry Christmas, Baby!

I Hid It R.E.A.L. Good! Not.

This month has been a whirlwind of activity.  Seriously.  In between of all of the Christmas stuff going on, Ken decided that he wanted to get away.  So we did.  To Key West for several days.

Being the organized and on-top-of things person that I am, I decided to go ahead and wrap some of the Christmas presents before I left. 

So on the Eve of Christmas, otherwise known as Christmas Eve, I decided that I can't put it off any longer and had to wrap the rest of them.

Before I left, I had wrapped Owen's present from  Santa and set it aside. 

But I couldn't find it this morning.  Cause apparently I hid it from both him and myself R.E.A.L. good. 

In a panic, I went downstairs to inform Ken that we'd (and by "we" I mean "Ken") would have to go to the store today to replace the present.

And then I looked under the Christmas tree.

And there it sat. 

Right there in plain view.

God I rock.


Could I be any blonder? 

Merry Christmas! 

Nailed It!

I had a few friends over to make cookies.  We made some really cute ones!

I'm sure that Leslie didn't mind decorating the cookies since she's decorates cakes for a living. Yes I took your picture.  So there!

Hula girl!

Natalie is such a free spirit.  She made the candy cane cookies as directed for about two minutes and then did her own thing.  :p

So my friends are a little warped.  That's why I love them.  ;)

It wasn't all about cookies though.  Donna is an excellent baker and makes the best peanut butter brittle.  Using fresh "row" peanuts from her mom's recipe.  :p  (Her mother is Asian and wrote "row" instead of "raw" on the recipe.  I love that!

And she's trying to teach her daughter Natalie how to make it.

Leslie's cookie.  A smile, of course!  :)

Leslie's daughter Nicole got busy making the marshmellow snowmen cookies.

This is what we were going for.  Nailed it, don't you think?  :p

Proud of their Asian heritage.  LOL!

What are you going to do with leftover Santa dough?  Make mice.  And their mice poopies, of course.  (I did say that my friends are a little off, right?!)

I guess Leslie was tired of the chitter chatter because she didn't give this one a mouth.  Shut your pie hole!

While the girls were busy making cookies, the boys, along with Leslie's 14 year old son Tony, decided to jump on the trampoline.  Being the good boy that he is, Tony took his shoes off before he got on.

His very, very large shoes, I might add!  I was thinking that he probably didn't need to get red ones.  They kinda stand out all on their own.  Teehee

It was such a fun day of cookie decorating with my friends.  :)

Crisis Averted!

Owen came into my room this morning about in tears.  Apparently he didn't have a football jersey to wear to school.

As I tucked the pockets of his jeans, I said that I thought that he grew another inch and I told him that I would come in and help him look.

He said "well, at least I'm not fat."  ;)

At least he's not holding a grudge against the doctor that told him that he was on his way to being obese at his last check up.

Anyway, I went into his room and he opened up the bottom drawer of his dresser (which apparently he had forgotten to check) and said with a huge sigh, "oh no.  I guess I'll have to wear Donovan McNabb.""

That's how much he has to wear a jersey to school.  He was willing to wear his jersey.  And he hates him now.  I think he betrayed the Redskins or something.

Anyway, he dug deeper and found his Peyton Manning jersey and did an actual jiggy that he didn't have to wear the McNabb jersey.

Oh well.  Crisis adverted.  His streak remains in tact!

It Must Match!

I love comics.

And when I saw this one, I giggled and had to cut it out.

When Ken saw me giggling and cutting out a comic strip, he asked if I was cutting out Baby Blues because he almost sent it to me.

Because I wear pony tails a lot and the rubber and or bow must match my outfit perfectly. Or it drives me nuts.

Perfect!

He's Got Dreams. BIG Dreams.

If nothing else, Owen is focused.

Once he sets his mind to something, that's it.

If you're lucky, it's a good kind of a focus.  ;)

I'm not sure where he got that focus from.  /whistles

He brought home this little gem in his backpack the other day.

The assignment.

Owen's famous thing he does.  Football.  Go figure.

His stats.  :)

Great school!

Great way to get there.  Go scholarship go!   But he probably needs to learn how to spell scholarship if he's going to get one.

Or maybe not.  With all of those credentials, someone's gonna break the rules for him.

Cuz he's got mad skilz.  :p

Puppy Love

Aw.

Nothing like puppy love. :)

The Poopin Pig

My niece Sheldon has two pet guinea pigs.

The kids love to play with them.  And by "play", I mean terrorize me by chasing me around with them threatening to put them on me.

And it freaks me the hell out.

Cause I don't care what you call them (guinea piggies, pigs, whatever), they are still rats.  But bigger than regular rats.

/shudder

But, they love them.

The only problem is that when they go to Sheldon and Mary Mayken's house, they ignore Mary Mayken to play with the pigs.

But Mary Mayken was having NONE of that.

She stormed into the kitchen, with big crocodile tears in her, and stated in the loudest most indignant voice that a five year old could muster, in true Scarlet O'Hara dramatic fashion:

"They're not playing with me Aunt Kem!  They're playing with those POOPIN PIGS!"

OMG.  I about died laughing.

Which, of course, made her even madder.

But how could you not laugh at that.

The poopin pigs.  LOL!

Flowers of Montana and Wyoming

I love to photograph flowers.  Especially ones when we travel because they usually don't grow where we live.  So when we went to Montana and Wyoming, I was looking forward to snapping some pictures of different flowers.

Flowers are the perfect subject. Colorful and they don't move.  LOL

Enjoy!

Location: Red Lodge, Montana:

Location: near the Rock Creek Vista in Montana on our way to Wyoming.

Location Cody, WY:

 

 

Jenny Lake, Grand Tetons, WY

Jackson Hole, WY:

And last, but not least, Yellowstone:

I hope that you enjoyed looking at the pictures and much as I enjoyed taking them.  :)

Owen's Flag Football Season 2011

Click here to view this photo book larger

I created this book for Owen's coaches end of the season party.  Most of the pictures of mine along with several that my friend also took.

Enjoy! =)

A Failure To Communicate

Shane has a robotics competition on Saturday. Being the smarter parent, I am sending Ken with Shane since it's an all day thing.

But I'm not completely heartless. I sent the teacher an email and asked if Ken had to stay all day or if Shane could be dropped off.

He never responded to that email.

But he did send out another email to the parents who had volunteered to drive kids to and from the competition, which included me, and thanked us.

/rolleyes

Apparently what we have here folks is a failure to communicate.

Not My Car

Sometimes I really wonder why my hair darkened from the snow white blond that I was when I was a young child.

Seriously.

There's no other way to lead up to what I did yesterday so I'll just say it.

I got into the wrong car.

And started bitching about how dirty it was because I had just cleaned it out.

And didn't realize that it was the wrong car until Shane and Owen told me.  Cause I was too busy complaining about how they destroyed my car.  LOL

So, I shut the door and said that I was glad that it wasn't my car because it was filthy.  Anyway, it was the drivers fault for not locking her car door.

And then I walked over to MY car very nonchalantly and got into it.

With the boys laughing at me hysterically and calling me blondy.

Come on.  Don't judge.  I know that you've gotten into the wrong car before.

The More Effective Method

Sometimes you talk and you talk and you talk to your kids to try and get them to straighten up.

Other times, you just have to spank your kids. 

Even using a wooden spoon.  ;)

While I'm not opposed to that method, I figured a better way to get Shane to straighten up would be to come and pay him a little visit at school.

Cause sometimes it's more effective to embarrass your kids in front of their friends than to beat them.  Or your own head against the wall with a preteen adolescent kid who is just not listening.

So, Shane, I expect that you will straighten up and fly right from now on.  And I truly meant it when I told you that if you don't, I will be having lunch with you every single day and I will be coming in and sitting with you in class.  Every single day.

Please don't make me have to go down that path.

You know I will.  But my preference is that you take control of yourself and your school work do what your dad and I know you are capable of doing.

Cause your dad and I love you and believe in you and know that you are capable of doing better than you have been. 

Now prove it.

So I don't have to. 

Spelling It Out

Shane was telling us about something that happened at school.

He was trying to censure himself and said, "That kid called the teacher a B-I-T-C-H".

Owen said, "Shane I CAN spell. That's bitch".

I guess we are out of the spell-it-instead-of-say-it period.

Damn those teachers for doing their job!

LOL

Halloween: It's Not Just For Kids

Ken loves to dress up for Halloween too. 

He's like a big kid. 

This year he went as a vampire.

He couldn't resist Owen's sign that said Kick Me.

A teenager came to the door and said that she liked Ken's costume.

Ken said thank you.

The kid responded that her grandpa dressed in the same exact costume. 

LOL

Happy Halloween!