But tt's been a while.
I went to Idaho.
Lily had a birthday.
We ate lots of cake. (Three diff ones. One pound gained for each.)
I read a book. (Good book, sucko movie. Tell you 'bout it later.)
I changed my stale background. (Not festive, but happy nonetheless.)
I had a class.
I worked on my other site. (Still working on it. Show you soon.)
I took pictures.
And I did 234 loads of laundry.
I have a couple pictures for you.
Here's cake #1. Got the idea from Family Fun magazine. These were for her "birthday playdate" the day before her birthday. (I'm really not into bday parties with games and structure. So much easier.)
Note: crowns will eventually melt into a puddle if not refrigerated.
Cake #2. Classic Dunlap style. Mostly just did it so she would actually be able to blow out candles ON her birthday. It was a tiered Ding Dong masterpiece.
Cake #3. It reminded me of a pink and yellow woolly mammoth...with sprinkles. This was for the day after her birthday.
Next year: one cake. I think that's enough.
Pictures from shooting my sis and family:
It was fun.
So was taking this girl's pictures. She's super gorgeous. The camera loved her so.
And that is her natural hair color. Some people have all the luck. And the beauty.
There will be more of her to come. (Pins and needles. I know you're sitting on them!)
We also so went on a couple drives over the last few weeks. So here are some pictures from that and just whatever else I feel like sticking in. Not too much in the mood to type. So use your imagination.
Cows. In the road. Not too much to explain there. Just thought it was funny. Steve didn't.
The ugly-pretty pose is a favorite of hers.
This was a very patriotic canyon. Awesome.
This side of a mountain has a painted on flag and says "Remember the Maine" (--U.S.S Maine) and some other stuff. Like it.
At a park in front of the mountain.
And here's us. We had some time to kill before church. That's right...BEFORE church. It was a miracle. I have high hopes of it happening again. But seeing that church is going to start at 9 a.m. come January...it's probably in vain.
That's enough. I'm done. I'm taking too much time. I have laundry to do and dinner to make.
(Honestly, I'm not going to make any. But I'll go and think about doing it and then decide I feel too crappy and/or tired to do it. So we'll probably just have cereal. Or Ramen. Or nothing. I'm good with that too. Nothing requires even less work than cereal. Looks like I have a plan.)