Monday, July 5, 2010



The selection of fireworks were … poor this year.  In my entire 30 years, I’ve never seen sparklers that were just fire.  Scared the bejeebies out of WonderGirl.


We had some family come visit the day after we got back from Oregon and just left today - which was awesome, but now I have so many pictures I should stick up on the family blog (wedding, the Farm, the 4th) that I feel like I shouldn’t post here until I get all that done.  Dagnabit, I have a good story too.  Husband chasing me around the house with a weapon.  Seriously.  Stay tuned, rockstars.

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