I found this website through the Self Portrait Challenge website. Such a clever little tool, you should go! Jeremy and I laughed so hard I had tears coming out my eyes and snot out my nose. Not pretty. But neither is this:

Apparently I’d make one hott dude:

 Justin Timberlake ain’t got shiznit on thiznit.

But Jeremy makes one sexy momma (but she needs to do something with the 5 o’clock shadow):

We both make cute chimps, don’t you think?

Are you totally going to have nightmares now? I am!

Someone is making money, because I’m losing it! I don’t have much invested because, well, I just don’t have much extra mullah, much less to gamble with. But what I do have invested just took a big sock in the gut and I want to meet the man wearing new alligator shoes at my expense! I’m pissed.

I don’t know a dog-on thing about investing. That’s why I count on others to do it for me. Two days ago I looked at my stocks and was pleasantly pleased. Today I looked and I lost hundreds of dollars! That’s MY money Mr. Dow Jones, Mr. Greenspan, Mr. Dodge Cox, Mr. Take Money From The Humble Peasants Of The World! Whoever you are, you STINK! And so do your alligator shoes!

I’m pulling my money! I’m putting it into a safe little savings account where YOU CAN’T HAVE IT!

No more Alligator shoes for you, Buddy!

I’ve been so homesick lately. I miss so many things that I just didn’t embrace enough when I was back in the South. Ohhh how I miss the sweet tea, country ham, roadside stands with delicious jams and vegetables, scrumptious boiled peanuts, the friendly southern faces, the hospitality, the twang in everyone’s talk. Those things are so fond to me. I grew up with seagulls singing to me on my walks to school, crickets calling, lightning bugs to chase, sand between my toes. Mom took me to the beach all the time and I could spend entire days warm, salty, and content.

I miss the kudzu that grew on, through, and over everything that stood still for longer than a moment. There were flowers from March until September. Flowers galore. And the smell of honeysuckle and magnolia trees? Ohhh, I have divine memories of the smell of the South.

Colorado is beautiful. But there’s no sweeter place on Earth than the South. I’ve got Carolina on my mind!

Speaking of flowers? It’s time for my black and white self portrait challenge again. Here she is…

“Don’t just smell them, y’all. Inhale them. Devour them. Wear them in your hair for no reason at all. Flowers are good for the soul…”

And here’s a color pic because flowers are just prettier in full color…

I had a wonderful 31st birthday, celebrated over an entire weekend. A ski trip, an Applebees dinner, and today…

A day full of playing, reading, napping, walking, and even dirt pie making out in the sunshine (it was a whopping 42 degrees today).

The arts-n-crafts:

The nap (2 hours!). But I didn’t leave Noah in the “neck breaker”, I took him to bed with me. Can you believe the way babies can sleep like that?

Bella loves books so much, she falls asleep with them under her arm rather than a bear or doll!

Jeremy came home with a beautiful Tinker Bell cake for me, new headphones, and the latest Mary J. Blige CD. I’m so lucky and loved! He was lighting the candles on the cake after dinner when he lost his grip and the cake toppled to the ground. Bella immediately moved in to offer her clean up services (tongue to floor). Thank goodness I washed the floors today! The cake wasn’t as pretty after the fall, but it tasted wonderful. Being able to blow the candles out on the cake with my sweet girl is all that I really wanted. She and Noah were the answer to all the wishes I’ve made on shooting stars and birthday candles for 6 years of infertility. Here they are, beautiful and healthy.

Wishes do come true!