Here are some snippits from the past couple weeks of life.
We decided to grow grass in our yard a little at a time...one season at a time. This square is "Phase 1". So far, so good. Steve fenced it off in hopes of keeping smelly dogs out, but that didn't deter one stupid mutt who went in and dug up our little tree. Poor tree. But luckily, it lived.
We only use the best lawn equipment. No expense spared. No one can ever say we didn't do our part to end "global warming."
Bonnie, came over last week for a visit and I cut her hair. She looks fabulous! And it only took 2 1/2 hours. (OCDers should not go into the hair-cutting profession.) We watched all of She's The Man and a little of something else during that time.
(Sorry, Bon...this is the only recent
"BEFORE" picture I took of you.)
These are my FAVOR-freakin'-ITE chocolate chip pancakes. I love them. I have a DEEP, undying love for these. They will change your life forever. If I were on death-row, I would be eatin' these down that green mile. If you had nothing to live for...they would give you a reason...
1 cup flour
1 T. sugar
2 tsp. baking powder
1/4 tsp. salt
1 beaten egg
1 cup milk
2 T. oil
Bag of mini semi-sweet chocolate chips
-Combine dry, set aside.
-Combine wet, add to dry.
-Stir just until moistened...don't overmix. (I have no idea why it's bad, but it is.)
-Pour 1/4 cup batter onto griddle and add chocolate chips.
-Flip when ready
It won't be long now before Lily surpasses me academically. She soaks up knowledge really fast. By the time she's in kindergarten, they (who ever "they" are) will have come up with some new, pointless math and I'll never be able to help her with her homework.
She's learned to write her name...she even draws it in the air. Very cute, especially when she dots the "i".
And this is "Mommy." Ain't I a beaut.
Here are a few pictures from when we went camping a few weeks ago.
We were the only other campers in this whole site...which was surprising, cuz it was the opening of one of the hunts. It was nice. Although, no one would have known if had gotten eaten by bears...or havelinas.
Our mansion in the woods.
I just really think she's cute.
If you've never had a "Hobo Dinner"...you should build a fire in your backyard and try one. So good. If I was a hobo and I ate this all the time, I'd be okay with the whole no-home thing.
I know, you've seen one lake, you've seen them all. I still think it was really purty.
If only she could stay this helpful...
Thus concludes the camping trip.
Finally, someone to love...or at least not detest.
...Is that not the cutest thing ever?
So, I finished Breaking Dawn. (Mega spoiler ahead.)
What to say.
How do I feel about it?
Hard to say.
Up until Alice left, I was fine...I mean, well, maybe not entirely. Bella getting pregnant and having a 3 week old spawn burst forth is where the story took a weird un-Twilightlike turn for me. I wasn't lovin' it. I didn't feel compelled to read till all hours. (That was also because this is the last one and I didn't want to get it over with too fast.)
Honestly, I'm a little underwhelmed. I mean. This was the LAST book of the series. I was fully expecting and wanting an all out brawl with the Volturies! What disappointment and shock I experienced when the end was coming and...NOTHING happened. Holy cow. It was supposed to end with the Cullins and friends kicking Aro's, Caius', and Marcus' butts and taking over the vamp world. Or the Volturi completely wiping out all good vampires. I wanted body parts all over the place and revenge seeping through every pore of every creature. But to have nothing happen and the book end on a kiss and a hug...it is, as Dara said, insulting.
When I got to about page 700, I knew nothing terribly exciting was going to happen. There was too much left to have happen and only about 70 or so pages left to go. I would have much rather had this be a 1,000 page book and Meyer end it right...or at least acceptable. I wanted to know more about what happens. I don't just want the future implied! "Oh, ha ha...the Volturi will come back later and pick us off one by one, but no biggy. Cheers! Tickle, tickle! Let's have a ho-down!"
I mean, couldn't we just lock Stephenie Meyer up in a well-lit room with a fridge and make her only write books about the Twilight gang until she dies? Is that not her purpose in life?
Don't get me started on the name "Renesmee." Bl'eck. It won't be long now before we have a whole slew of babies named that...and I will be right there, to call the stupid.
I think the thing I liked the least about it all...Edward was not the Edward I knew and loved. He was just a background character for Bella and Jacob to play off of. Oh, how I miss absolutely, wonderful illusion of him.
And surprisingly, Bella wasn't annoying to me in this one. Definitely like her better immortal.
(Dara, what did you mean they became caricatures of themselves?)
Nevertheless, I did like it because I am bound to. And I will probably read it again someday. And I am still going to be there front (well, middlish) and center in the theater with popcorn and Red Vines in hand on opening day...or maybe the day after the opening day.
I also heard a couple of the cast will be doing something in the VMA Awards on Sunday, so, pathetically...I will be watching.
And so it is...Summer is leaving for the year and I couldn't be happier. I have NO doubt that come February, I'll be hating Winter. But that's too far off to care about. I curse the heat and the sunshine. I'm highly anticipating the dreary cold and skies of gray.
Here's a fun summer weather fact--cuz I like to rub things in for those in AZ...there were only 5 days above 100 degrees in Salt Lake this summer. In Phoenix, over 110 days! In-flippin'-sane.
(Ahhh, I feel good...Lily just said, "Mommy, you're too big for your bum to sit on." Diet time, maybe? You know it's time to cut some calories when you're even too big for your bum to sit on.)