You may not believe this...

When I was a little girl, I joined a lot of stuff because many of my friends from school joined.  Yes, I was a loser, I know... Did I really want to be a cheerleader? no... especially since my mom had to sew the outfit - hideous... and who wants to be the biggest cheerleader on the "squad", yeah no.... I played basketball - that was a lot of fun, except we sucked.... and I looked like a (I was going to use a deragatory term for a girl who likes other girls... but I forgot that my "boss" reads this - sorry about that...) I looked like an ugly, manish version of Dorothy Hamill.  

the socks? 

My dad even signed me up for stuff, let us not forget the swim team - green speedo, second to last place ribbon.... thanks dad - I still need therapy for that, how about the violin lessons - once again dad - thanks... but what this post is about is the mistreatment of me by my beloved father... he signed me up for .... wait for it.... ballet.  Yeah that's right - pink tights, black leotard, ballet shoes... HIDEOUS... Here's the deal though... my step-sister took ballet - clearly where Selden got the bright idea... but Anna was long, lean, athletic, lean, thin, skinny, not fat, not plump, and did not look like a manish version of Dorothy Hamill.  

No wonder I need therapy... look at the daisies on my leotard....

Sometimes my mom would drop me off at the "dance" studio and I would act like I would walk up the stairs - wait til my mom drove off and then I would sit on the stairs and wait til the lesson was over... horrible it was so horrible.  I can remember wanting to be long and lean so bad and some times I would look out the window and convince my self that I wasn't so bad - I could do this! (especially if I got the special square bag that all the "real" ballerinas carried their stuff in  - my sister knows what I'm talking about) and then the teacher comes up and says uh excuse me... are you planning on taking the dance test (some test that dancers have to take to move up to the next "level", you get a special certificate with your name on it -  in gold lettering, classy... I wanted it but never got it.....)? so I say uhhhh..... and she says before I can decide my destiny.... yeah you probably don't need to..... ouch!   Well there goes that dream... no olympic gold medal in gymnastics, no first chair in violin, and no prima ballerina status....  when will the mediocrity end?

Reason 101 NOT to get a Tattoo till your older....

This morning as Sager is getting out of the shower and drying off, flexing his guns, he tells me - ya know when I get a little bigger I'm going to get a BIG tattoo across my chest..... So I say Really? Just what exactly do you think you're going to get a tattoo of???  

He thinks about it for just a second and says.... (wait for it..... because it's good....) a giraffe!  He says yeah, either a giraffe or a giant turtle.

So here's a picture of his guns and just imagine his chest with a big ole' giraffe across it.... just saying... 

More spring break news...

Yesterday the boys and I went to Altus for a little spring break fun... we had a delicious lunch, went shopping, had ice cream, and then headed home.  On our way home we saw the strangest thing.... beef-a-lo's.  They looked like a buffalo but not really - they were colored differently than a buffalo and their hair was more like beef cattle. One had a very pronounced hump, and one had a smaller hump and the last one  had a huge front end and was soo big. 

The funny thing was is that when we pulled back around to get out to look at them - Scout whistled and called to them and they just moseyed on over... We stood at the fence and all three of them stood there looking at us.  The biggest one stuck her head OVER the fence and let me pet her face and licked my hand.  It was AMAZING!! We giggled all the way home!!  

I've read a little bit about beef-a-lo's but I wondered about them.... Scout thinks they're sterile but I'm not sure... I better google it!  Well Sager sang today and he'll sing tomorrow at the Senior Citizens center (the busy beavers'), we'll see how it goes!!! 

How's Your Spring Break?

Well, how's your spring break going?  Our's has been pretty uneventful and that's just fine with me.  Sager's going to sing today at the Lion's Club or Rotary, (I can't remember which!) he also has to sing tomorrow and the next day.  Shaw's busy with friends and Scout's about to go get his hair faded.... The only excitement we've had is going on a small fishing excurision at a local fishing hole. Here's some pictures ....

Look here's Morgan with his fish.... clearly having a good time....

Look here's Shaw, with out a fish.... clearly not having a good time.....

 

Look here's Sager - with no fish - clearly same as Shaw - NOT having the best of time!!

Here's Brandon.... he's having a fine time since yours truly just got done paddling him around in the canoe while he fished... and then he had the nerve to call me Sacajawea!!!

oh well.... I'm off to listen to Sager singing Molly Malone!

Here's the Running Man....

Well my dad wanted to see some pictures of Scout running this weekend and since I always do what my Daddy tells me to.... here you go!  (Now Daddy don't forget - if you want to see the picture bigger - just click on it and it will get bigger...)

I hope everyone had a great weekend.... only one week left and we'll be on Spring Break!! Woo-Hoo!!!!