Tuesday, December 06, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Monday, November 07, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Wednesday, October 05, 2011
Friday, September 02, 2011
It was 99 degrees here.
And I hosed down my rooster who I thought might be too hot.
I fed my child peas and pudding and popcorn.
I was apparently on a P kick.
I ate Coconut Cream Pie ice cream for breakfast.
I have a sore throat. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
I homeschooled my 5 year old.
We read Fancy Nancy.
And picked some green beans.
I froze zucchini for the winter.
And got a coupon text for a $1.99 Banana Split. Maybe my throat needs that too.
I shaved my legs with a dull razor because I didn't want to get the floor wet.
And accidentally conditioned my hair twice.
I talked to my sister about her morning.
And rubbed my dog's belly.
I vacuumed the carpet and swept the floor.
I didn't make my bed.
I played bejeweled on facebook.
And tickled my daughter's toes.
All part of a day in my life.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Saturday, July 09, 2011
Friday, July 01, 2011
It starts at about the 30 minute mark. I had a horrible cough and sore throat that day, but forgive that and just enjoy hearing about what God is doing in Haiti!
Thursday, June 23, 2011
I am from the Warp family Polish nose and Larsen family clear blue eyes.
I am from building forts with friends and little blue dirt bikes.
I am from summers spent in swimming suits and deep dark tan lines.
I am from sticky fingers from cupcake icing and cherry kool-aid mustaches.
I am from ding dong ditch games during late night sleepovers.
I am from party shoes and orange ice cream truck push ups.
I am from grandparents we called Bossy and Papa.
I am from Florida vacations and water skiing at my dad's.
I am from life long friends made in 3rd grade.
I am from strawberry wallpaper that I was convinced smelled like strawberries and trundle beds in tiny rooms.
I am from June picked mulberries and October apple dunking.
I am from the small blue house on Lalonde with the ginormous pool in the backyard.
I am from Kmart brand clothes and buffet lunches after church on Sundays.
I am from the rhubarb sticks covered in sugary goodness and flower beds covered in red lava rock.
I am from uncles dressing up as Santa and a grandpa who called kids peanut.
I am from Lemonade stands and climbing cranberry trees.
From grandparents who called me "the little one" and "missy".
I am from missionary visits and Sunday school lessons about Jesus.
I'm from Chicago's western suburbs and Indiana's far Eastern back roads.
I am from Pepsi in glass bottles and Ragu smothered Spaghetti.
From the day my sister and I grabbed some friends and pulled all of my mom's plants out of the backyard while she was at work so she would buy us a swimming pool.
I am from rows of family photos, carefully labeled with each event, lovingly looked at with each visit to my mom's house.
Based on the original poem- Where I'm From by George Ella Lyons, found the template here if you want to make one, too.