The Big Question....

A Superball? Or Jawbreaker?

uh, Jawbreaker, I think....!


Ok. A jawbreaker that bounces when I spit it out. That's it.....!

Some Rides From Big Brother

Congratulations Dehl and Holly!

Welcome, baby

Emily Rose Jossi!

Wow!.....Arriving much ahead of schedule, on January 12, 2008--and only weighing in at a mere 4 lbs, 13 oz.....she's still a bright-eyed little bundle (in this picture, anyway!:)!

Guess she just couldn't wait to meet the family!
....(can you blame her? ;o) ...

Both Holly and baby are doing very well, though, barely developed enough to breathe on her own, baby will remain in the NIK unit at the hospital for a little time yet.

Congratulations, guys! We can't wait to meet her!!:)

Is That Stamped Concrete?

The "sidewalk" (or is that a boardwalk?)...through the mud...to the rock pile....

Trevon says: "Thank goodness grandpa found this idea, mom!"

Doug's "Doghouse":)

He's making it awful nice! Think he might spend a lot of time in there or something??

Maybe one of these days he can even lift this thing off the ground!

Longing....

Nevermind the awesome way to "wash" the windows!

Some Close-Ups of A Happy Girl

In Honor Of the New Year....:)

Twas The Month After Christmas

Twas the month after Christmas, and all through the house,

Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.

The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste

At the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

When I got on the scales there arose such a number!

When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber)

I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared,

The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rare.

The wine and the rum balls,

The bread and the cheese

And the way I'd never say,

"No thank you, please."

As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt

And prepared once again to do battle with dirt,

I said to myself, as I only can

"You can't spend a winter disguised as a man!"

So--away with the last of the sour cream dip,

Get rid of the fuitcake, every cracker and chip.

Every last bit of food that I like must be banished

'Til all the additional ounces have vanished.

I won't have a cookie--not even lick

I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.

I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie,

I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.

I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore,

But isn't that what January is for?

Unable to giggle, no longer a riot,

Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!

[P.S. This was not written by me:)]

Anyone Want to Come Play In The Yard??

WOW!

Global Warming? Indian Summer?

Thought we'd post these pictures. This is how central Illinois deals with weeks of snow and freezing weather, then a few days of "spring" weather, tornadoes, hail, and 4 (+/-) inches of rain!

Uh, "Jump in the boat, Myrtle.......we're goin home!"

Brother and Sister Cuddle Time

What We Do Best These Days...

Snow, Snow, and More Snow!

A Bitter Cold Day...

...made bittersweet... (at least for a few minutes)! :)