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So I've been gone for awhile... if you still follow this blog, you know that. So i'd also like you to know that I've changed it up a bit, and the story of my life is now being broadcast here:

Story of my life, right now

Please follow me there. And I'll try to get back to checking in with you as well.

Thanks!

T.J. - the real deal

This is not a 366 post. 

I've abandoned that project (for now), in light of all the other craziness that is currently taking over my life. This is a mere follow up...

When you first met TJ, he was a small dog, full of stuffing & love.

Remember?

Those floppy ears, lips meant for drool, and big brown eyes....

I just loved him to pieces. He was my puppy. And then.....

Yes, we named him TJ. Although it doesn't stand for Tim & Jenn....just how sappy do you think I am? 

Because his grandfather & father both topped 100 lbs, and because boxers make me laugh, he is 

                                                                          Titanic Jester

and much loved. Eleven weeks old, 24 pounds of big -pawed, even bigger hearted chew machine, full of pounce & puppy love.

And no, life isn't that simple yet. But sometimes, you just don't wait for simple. Sometimes, you go for rough tongues, nipped ankles, pig ears & lots of smiles. Sometimes, that's the only way.

Hiding (46/366)

Murphy's law exploded all over my world yesterday.


Plumbing turned my kitchen into a little creek. I used to think the sound of trickling water was soothing.


Kids.


One broke a glass, "cleaned it up". The multitude of shards I found when I got home? I'm pretty sure they parachuted out of the garbage can and landed back on the floor. Damn sneaky glass paratroopers.


Another decided to spin, and lost his balance, whacking his head on my faux brick fireplace. The bricks aren't faux. He *really* doesn't do blood well.


Tim came over, helped fix the plumbing, and brought antibiotic cream & butterfly bandaids. And hugs. 


Love his hugs. :)


Turns out, butterflies don't work on heads, unless you're Mr. Clean.


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I don't like the composition of this.


I wasn't *really* hiding. Or maybe I was. At 10 pm, I didn't wanna deal with anymore stuff.


I'm glad I at least forced myself to pick up the camera.


But I'm not happy I didn't have time, or energy, to actually produce a shot worth the effort.


That's becoming the norm.


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My Flickr

TJ (45/366)

*yesterday's photo, on Flickr as well*


We like to keep Valentine's day simple. There's enough love in every other day to go around.


Because I want a boxer, but life isn't simple enough for that yet.


This little guy was left in my car for me to find Tuesday morning. It totally made my day.


T is for Tim. J is for Jenn. Can you get any more cliche? :)


Yes, it's aluminum foil. I was experimenting with ways to get more light in my house. More experiments needed, although this worked well.

My 6 yr old handed out all the "kiss me" lollipops to the boys in his class because he was afraid the girls would actually kiss him and that is "just gross". LMAO


A big thank you to my T. I love you <3


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P.S. I can't get my Flickr stream to show up at the bottom of the blog anymore. I'm not sure how many of you dear readers are on Flickr, but I do put up alot of stuff there that I don't put here. If you're interested, here's the link.

my smile (44/366)

*posted for yesterday, as usual*


**cross-posted (in part) from Flickr**


god. I know this is bad. You should have seen the original. Oy vey.


I'm struggling with this 366.


I said no more excuses. I'm not making any. But I am learning there is a difference between excuse-making and reality-accepting.


Reality is...as a mom of 4, with a full-time job, no computer at home, and no maid, time is not on my side.


I am full of ideas, even a few creative ones. I just don't have time to execute.


Some days, sleep is a bit more important. Some days, reading to the boys or putting extra effort into dinner or snuggling with my man take the priority cake.


What's better? No pic? A crappy pic that takes no effort & does nothing for the betterment of my craft? Camera winning over laundry? Taking 4 years to complete a 366?
I don't know.


I've missed 2 days so far. One day, I cheated & used a pic taken a few days prior. The 2nd missed day I just ignored and picked up count the next day. Either way, it just feels sucky.


And I really, really enjoy the blogging aka story-telling process too. Almost as much as the photos I end up liking. It's equally sucky to post a photo without the blog to match.


Anyway, whine over. Thank you for tolerating it, or ignoring it, whichever you chose.


Here's day 44.


The smile *is* 100% genuine, I promise.

Berry Invasion (43/366)

*posting for yesterday, and yes that means I missed another day, and I'm not making it up this time...just continuing count as if the day didn't exist...*


I don't have enough time to really do this photo justice with an explanation....


The short version is...these were made by me & Chris (mostly Chris) for his girlfriend for Valentine's day. 

Aren't they gorgeous???? The smell was HEAVENLY!


And this part was sooooo much fun! He took over most of the decorating, so I wanna do these again so *I* can play too! lol

Pie (42/366)

Saturday we celebrated my mother's husband's birthday. It was scalloped taters w/ ham, and homemade apple pie. 


Felt like I was cooking all day, but man, I really enjoyed it! I wish I had more time to be more domestic. Guess that's not really anything new..I just get reminded of it from time to time.


Last time I made apple pie, T said I did the slats on top wrong...LOL so this time, I made two pies, and asked him how he wanted his slats...this is what he asked for..