Good Times

Betty White said in her day it was considered torture to look at someone's vacation pictures. It is torture time.


We went cruisin' with this lovely couple. We will miss the Alder's with their move to Oklahoma!



We also went cruisin' with the Red Hat Society. I will become a member of this group just for an excuse to wear some of their phenomenal hats. Hello lady down and center!



Our first stop at Catalina we toured the island in style. Mark my words, I will own a segway in the future. I will never have need for walking again! Jason and I refused to turn our heads when talking to eachother. We turned our entire bodies with the slightest twist of a handle.





Next stop, Ensenada. And dune buggies. Zero power steering equals me running down a tree.







Too many fun times! Cruises are the way to go. I wasn't sure how much I would enjoy a cruise, but now I have decided I would like to live on a cruise boat. And own a segway. And segway myself to the 24-hour soft serve ice cream machines at least eight times a day.


Don't feel sorry for Drew back at home. She lived it up with her grandma and cousins. Well, her second cousins... because I have the best cousins ever.













*Pictures courtesy of Grandma's phone.


We all had a good vacation and are happy to be back together again.

Tank Dresses

I am "recovering" from my week long vacation and trying to get back into the swing of things. Until my cruise pictures are ready, here are some new summer dresses I just added to my shop:

What are you talking about?

Drew asks me all the time, "What are you talking about?" I don't know what I'm talking about today.




We fed Charlie the giraffe at the zoo. Very long tongue.




Instead of listening to the radio, our car plays Disney's Greatest Volumes 1 and 2. So basically I never hear new music or what other people in the world are listening to. Currently, when I'm not listening to "Under the Sea," I'm loving Mat Kearney. Like this song. Or this. Everything this man sings is amazing.


Did you know Jason proposed to me down in Havasupai? Havasupai is my favorite place so far on this earth. This isn't Havasupai. It's Fossil Springs.




We've had this kite since Christmas and finally got to fly it. It's a crocodile.




I'm also listening to Parachute. Love this song. And this.



Frogs.





Shield your eyes. This whiteness is me. I am not nude either. Just wearing a white and yellow swimsuit on a white body. Jason wants to take this on a cruise? Yikes!





Also on my playlist is The Script. His voice is cool. This song makes me smile.




Hey Sha Sha.





Matt Nathanson makes me want to get married all over again (to Jason of course) just so I can have this song playing at our wedding.




And I'm done.

Wait...

Yes, I'm done.

Butterfly Party

If you thought buying caterpillars was not very cool, then please check this out...













Oh yeah! Best thing I ever bought. They were caterpillars for about a week where they doubled in size almost every day. Then one by one they all climbed to the top of the cup, attached themselves, and hung down to start the cucoon process. After a long wait, the actual change from caterpillar to cucoon happens very quickly, maybe a minute. I was at the right place and the right time and got to see one of them shed their fuzzy caterpillar skin and turn into a shell. See, entertainment for the whole family.

Last week when the first butterfly hatched Drew and I were screaming, laughing, and dancing in excitement. "We got a butterfly! We got a butterfly!" Yes, I was really that excited! It's pretty amazing. Soon all ten of them had hatched and were drinking from the sugar-watered flowers we picked for them.

We planned a last minute butterfly party for their release. It concluded with the final release of the butterflies, where Drew tried to recatch them in her butterfly net.



Nice wings, Drew!



But also included a game of Pin the Butterfly on the Flower. Drew loved it since my blindfold was lame and she was able to see underneath it. She landed the butterfly on the flower every time. When Jason doubled it and made it so she really couldn't see she started crying and said, "I don't like this anymore." So we let her cheat.





And what's a butterfly party without butterfly cookies?



Now we must return the butterfly books to the library, get on with life, and try not to look at the empty spot on the kitchen counter where our butterfly friends used to be.