Today's list of awesomeness is as follows:
Napoleon Dynamite.
What?!?!?!? you mean to tell me that kip really doesn't dress in a polo and glasses? Uncle Rico? Is that Really you?!?!?! And NAPOLEON?!?!? Where might I ask is your glasses and boondoggle keychain and bellybutton-high jeans? This is abunch of nonsense!
Competition.
So it pretty much rocked. even thuogh the judges used us to judge the rest of the groups because we were first. So we didn't actually get a score or ranking. Pretty Sad. But this weekend is the big fat overnight trip to Mississippi. 8 hours on a bus, spend the night in a hotel, wake up at the crack of dawn and perform, wait till 9 that night to hear finals, then travel 8 hours home. Heck to the yes, it will be a blast!
Pinky the Possum.
Momma: "Wiiiilllllllllll, Chellllllllllllllllllll!!! There is an armadillo in our yard!!!!!!"
seeing as how brother william's most beloved animal creature is an armadillo-like so much that once we saw a dead one on the side of the road and he teared up. We stormed down the stairs and threw open the curtain only to see a small shadow wondering around the yard. So William and I being the adventurous children we are flew outside and sneaked upon the creature and photographed it and then it scurried along behind the garage. My camera died before i could get a good look at the darling little armadillo. But as I uploaded my pictures on the computer, I was saddened to learn that it wsa only a mangy little possum, or opossum. however you spell it. psh. boring!!!!!
This is my baby.
Carlos. I named him in honor of the Hangover which happens to be the greatest movie in existance. But it has been a great baby of 2 months. I have had many a photographic moment with him and have 3 rolls of film in my purse waiting to be developed!
Bradyn.
Most of you know of his comical ways. So I will humor you with another story from the adventures of bradyn. Well the other day, we awoke bright and early for school and w=brasdyn waddled down stairs with his eyes still closed and got a poptart and a cup and started didppind the poptart in a cup of invisible milk. poor thing forgot to pour some. It was rather hilarious though. He was so confused. But that same night, he ressurected the etch-a-sketch from its tomb at the bottom of the toybox and sketched a rather intricate design of scribble scrabble in the top corner. He was so proud of himself and showed it to mother and I. we asked "wow, its so pretty." momma whispered to me if I knew what it was. Bradyn goes "oh I know what it is..."
Yeah I guess you had to be there for it to be as funny as I thought it was. Just that it clearly is not anything, but in his mind it was a masterpiece. He told me what it was but I forgot.
Bradyn.
Most of you know of his comical ways. So I will humor you with another story from the adventures of bradyn. Well the other day, we awoke bright and early for school and w=brasdyn waddled down stairs with his eyes still closed and got a poptart and a cup and started didppind the poptart in a cup of invisible milk. poor thing forgot to pour some. It was rather hilarious though. He was so confused. But that same night, he ressurected the etch-a-sketch from its tomb at the bottom of the toybox and sketched a rather intricate design of scribble scrabble in the top corner. He was so proud of himself and showed it to mother and I. we asked "wow, its so pretty." momma whispered to me if I knew what it was. Bradyn goes "oh I know what it is..."
Yeah I guess you had to be there for it to be as funny as I thought it was. Just that it clearly is not anything, but in his mind it was a masterpiece. He told me what it was but I forgot.
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