Showing posts with label elvis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label elvis. Show all posts

my life in picture.

so i got married and stopped blogging.  what is wrong with me?

 i went to see the flaming lips twice in one week and didn't tell you about it.  i am sorry.  (p.s.  two years ago i had never heard of the words flaming and lips in the same sentence.  today, i can say i have been to three shows and have the hatch show to prove it.)
 i've been hanging out as much as i can with my crush.  this guy.  and haven't told you all about my life as a married.  i am so ashamed.
 i singlehandedly taught her how to open a hershey kiss AND throw her trash away.  and you didn't get as much as a picture.  tweet...nothing.  i am a loser.
 justin bieber rides around in a stroller in the house.  i have bieber fever.  this deserved a blog.  again, i am sorry.
 sometimes when i get to work, he doesn't have his hat on, so i help him.  again, you should know this.
 michael had a birthday and i didn't get him a bieber doll.  he should count his blessings.
...although the doll DOES sing...
be jealous.  please?
 mr. bwad and i took lil bit to knoxville to spend the night.  
 and she tried her best to figure out this thing with the curly cord was...
again, blog worthy.  i am not worthy.
 the little fella forgot to brush.  all year.  
he turned into a vampire with bad teeth.
he is brushing now, thank you edward.
p.s. i am team edward.
 this happened and it was especially cute.
aren't you starting to count your lucky stars i decided to be an active participant in my blog?
i know, i know.
 cicadas took over nashville, footballs and everything that is tied down and outside. no need to tell you that, i am sure you can hear them.  but i could have written all about them.  because...welll...
aren't you glad i didn't?
 i told the boys to go put on their socks for school. 
i did not specify short socks.
so for the day, they were in the nerd herd.
don't tell them.
 we went to the adventure science center.  and there was a transformer display.
forget the planets and stars.
i know, you should have known this.
well, now you do.
 we got a dog.  well, the little fellas and lil bit got a dog.
this is as active as he gets.
his name is chance.
i am constantly saying, "no chance!"
i am worried lil bit is going to grow up with self esteem issues derived from her nanny.
because all she hears me say is, "no chance!"
geee, thanks a lot, NANNY.
 green teeth lost his first tooth.  and lived to tell about it.
 justin was naked when i got to work and i dressed him quick, fast and in a hurry.
he owes me.
 she decided to wear her jammies much like elvis and his jump suits.
so i called her elvis all morning.  she didn't get it.
i think i am hilarious. 
p.s. that is the first time i have ever spelt hilarious right without spell check.
shameful.
 i bought this pillow for the living room because it looks like the floor in the red room on twin peaks.  most of you did not understand that sentence.
i got MAJOR points with mr. bwad.
major.
p.s.  that is not the first time i have spelt major right.  promise.
 i pretended that lil bit was michael jordan just for a minute and we were hanging out.
then i remembered where i was.
and she took the headband off and never dunked the ball.
 the boys successfully completed preschool.  and are amped for kindergarten.
they think they have become waaaay cool.
i didn't tell them that waaaay cool does not involve wearing pajamas to school like they did on their last day.
i also didn't remind them that i was their nanny.
we are in the nerd herd.  together.
 we went to the car wash.
a clean car is not important to her.  apparently.
 one of the little fellas asked me to sew him a doll exactly like that.
to be continued...
 she's still real cute.  really, she is.
 our blankets smell like dog.  this is why.
and
i started decorating our house.
see, no time to blog.  at all.

but i am going to do better promise.
pinky swear.

sunday funday.

sunday when we awoke after staying in the land of elvis - we checked the weather and saw some pictures from nashville and after numerous texts with family and friends decided we should just press on and finish our touristy stroll through memphis...(so shoot me.  maybe not the smartest decision, but there was not a rain drop in site).

so we started our search for elvis via sun studio
he wasn't there - so we pressed on and went to picadilly's.  he wasn't there either.  then we went to his home, knocked on the door and this is what we found:
elvis was not home sunday.  rude, i know.  he had lots of guest but he was not there.  he had lef tthe building.

(these photos were all taken with my iphone.  because you can be sneaky that way)

after graceland - we headed home.

sike.


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