Post Love

Perhaps I just love this post because of it's title:

"You look older, I can tell by your hands."

I've always been fascinated by my hands. I suppose it has to do with the countless hours spent in church idolizing (haha) the hands of my Grammy. She wore so many gorgeous, expensive, EXQUISITE rings on her fingers and bracelets and jewels on her wrists. I realized in church, in fact, that my hands were gifted to me from her. They match. Precisely. I know exactly how they'll look in 39 years, 7 months, and 24 days.

Okay, okay, now for the post picture: (VIA Pepper and Chips)

How I spent tonight:

I taught Aiden his first lesson on how Martha Stewart does Mother's Day. The boy is going to be good to me, I just know it!

Saturday November 29, 2008

saturday night fever

Ashley

Lori

Lyndsey

Katie

We could obviously care less...except for Lori. Beautiful as ever.

We get to keep the house!



A whopping HELLA THANKYOU to Adam at TBW.



Festivus anyone? This year we get to rock! And noone more than my hubban and me!



So this is Aiden, attacking me. And in the future, there will be many more pictures like this.

Taken from my couch. In our living room. In the house he grew up in.

"PRAISE JESUS! Can I get a soul clap!?"

I Wanna Dance with Somebody

I was dreaming the other day.

And I was 19.