randomography...featuring lil bit.

There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead,
When she was good, she was very god indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid.

-- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

sometimes she gets mad at you and you her.  so you leave the room because she is having an "almost two" temper tantrum and when you come back in the room to check on her, you find her here.  

sweetly.  innocently.

and then she says, "hi dee."

and then we are friends again.

 and some times we go to target and leave with new shoes.  shiny pink ones.

but who cares about pink shoes if you have a drink WITH a straw.

suddenly, she is very very thirsty.

and so am i.

(but that doesn't matter...)

 and then mith jessica got married to mr bwad.  and she wears these two wings that drive her crazy.

and everyday she tries to pull them off.

and every day she is unsuccessful.

and every day...

well, you get the point.  

 then she discovered head, shoulders, knees and toes.

and who KNEW that that nose had TWO holes in it.

IT DOES!

 and then this happened in the midst of all the sweetness.

i locked myself out of the house on the way to work in the rain in a skirt and flip flops and it was cold.

so i was cold. real cold.

sooooooooooooo

i had to wait for my BFF to drive twenty minutes away and bring me a key.

so i huddled very close to the door and tried to stay dry.

that is not winning, folks.

and then after my UN-winning moment.  she had one.

copy-cat.

she feel off the couch and onto the coffee table and cracked her nose.

for real.

so for the past two weeks, this is what she looks like.

bruiser.

 and when she wears this bunny dress...

fuuuuuuuuuugetaboutit.

 i mean...COME ON.  that's some cuteness.

hers real excited the easter bunny came.

and when she sees mr bwad, she can't control her emotions.

she gets so excited, she can't stand it.

major. crush.

bedtime.

not always fun.

but.

always. 

cute.

winning.

i have cruise fever and keep [resenting brad cruise options and then enticing him by showing him 360 virtual tours of the boats and saying, "see see, see!  look at this?"  and he sweetly says as he nods his head and continues to watch tv, "you have cruise fever honey?"  and thats good enough for me and then i find another picture and it all starts over again.

that was just a little intro before the real post.

apparently i have forgotten how to write.

excuse me.

now i shall begin.

when brad and i go to his parents house in knoxville, we always hit up the local putt putt golf course.  it's a deal really, for ten bucks you get a game of golf, twenty tokens (so i can play ten games of ms. pacman and ten games of skiball) and an ice cream cone.

the only kicker to every time we play is brad wins.

every time.

he wins and then he brags.  every time.  and he doesn't just win, he blows me off the golf course...i usually kinda keep up til it take me seventeen tries to get it in one hole on a par two then i have a temper tantrum and start making excuses as to why it is excusable for me to take seventeen putts to get the ball in...

and then he preceeds to make a par.  yes, it makes me mad too.

well, i decided i was going to win this weekend.  like really really decided, so i started trash talking early.  i reminded him that once on vacation i got two holes in one back to back and that he should be scared.

he was not.  and then demanded that he give me and i accept a five shot handicap.  to which i was offended, i did not need his handicap because:

1.  if i won with his handicap, he would say i didn't REALLY win.
2.  if i lost, i wanted to loose because i lost, far and square.
3.  i was going to win anyway.

your eyes are not deceiving you.  me.  winning.

the first hole he got a hole in one.  ugh.

but then look at me, i followed it up with a hole in one and then two more....watch out front nine.

then i lost.

really, i did.  by four strokes.

how is it possible to loose by four strokes when you had three holes in one?

well, i did it.

i demanded a rematch and an "I WILL SHOW YOU!"

so next time....we are in knoxville, i WILL win and i will tell you all about it.

and to end the trip just write on a WINNING note...

we decided to have easter dinner on the road at cracker barrell...so we played the little peg game at the table and i was just "just plain dumb" over and over again and then he grabbed it from me and...

played once and only had one peg left.

jerk.