Merry Christmas!!

 

12-12-12

I had the pleasure of having lunch with this 12 year old, today, 12/12/12

at 12:12, oh, ...aaaand 12 seconds.  Too bad I can't do it again next year-- although 13/13/13 just doesn't sound as appealing...

 

Dusting off the camera..

I had the pleasure of doing some senior shots for a dear friend a couple of weeks ago.  I'm a little rusty, but thankfully I had a very patient subject.  See?  He's even smiling.

And well, since I've decided to merge my two blogs (yes, I  had another one that I actually posted on LESS- if you can imagine- than this one..)... I'm sharing the slideshow here of some of my favorite images.


 

Wordless Wednesday

What do these things have in common?

A guy, riding in a cart, in Sam's parking lot being pulled by his LLAMA, the beauty of fall displayed through a lone tree in our front yard, and the fleeting sight of a rainbow, INCLUDING it's end (I looked-- no gold, drat!)

Answer:  It all happened on a Tuesday morning before 0800.

Only got two out of three captured tho... 

 

A visitor from Texas

Last week we were blessed to have our GG here from Texas and little man got to spend some quality time with her.  Having family visit is always a blessing when you're a military family constantly on the move.  We had a great time and can't wait until the next visit.

Playing catch up..

Since this blog serves as my scrapbook  that my family and I peruse now and then to take a look back into the past (rather pitiful, no?),  I'm rolling the clock back to April 2011 when dh returned home after a year away from us.  This is a post I'd written shortly after his return that never got published because it didn't feel 'finished'. Well my friends, I'm throwing caution to the wind and getting it out there anyway.  Yessir, that's me, livin' on the wild side.  

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HOMECOMING!!!!  That word is forever altered in my book.  Whenever I hear 'homecoming', it will now conjure up more than just memories of a long ago fall night of high school football.   Now it  evokes feelings of togetherness, and circles made whole again.  Here are a few shots from dh’s homecoming.

House decked out, all ready to welcome him home..

Patiently waiting.. waiting... waiting...

Two told everyone he’d be the first to hug the Daddio-- and he was.  

Six held onto his daddy's uniform blouse (yes, they call them 'blouses'.. hehe..) for the whole walk out of the terminal.

Yes, we were all VERY happy to have our Daddy home after a long year..

And even though he’d spent more time away from the baby than he’d spent with her, she was quick to bond with her papa.

Once home, we were able to reconnect as a family and just enjoy being around each other again.

Life is good!

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It must be love

Brotherly love, that is.

Surprise!! It's a new day of a new week, with a new blog title and a new babe...

It's good to be back.