Birthday Wishes for my Mom!

Saturday was my mom's birthday, and we all wanted to wish her a happy birthday, including Joshua, who hasn't mastered the art of talking on the phone yet :)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM, WE LOVE YOU!!!

Out of Context

"Say my name!"

"He has nice shoes."
"He smells bad and he's hairy."
"Admit it, you love the shoes"

"Religion is like a balm for the soul. It stings, and sometimes it causes a nasty rash, but it's good too."
"The sting goes away if you blow on it."

"Eventually you will have to put it down, and that's when I will attack."

"I need to ask for your advice in the love department. I figure, you're married, you'll know what to do. Not that your relationship with your husband in any way reflects a lesbian relationship, but I've heard that the same principles apply."

"$500! You've got to be kidding me! You paid $500 for 2 kids and one meal?"
"Uh, the kids came with sleeping bags, and desert was included."

"We would get along. You are more of a whistler kind of girl, while I am more of a name that tune kind of girl. It's like we're friends already!"

"You can be my reflection if you want to."

"You wanna do lunch?"
"Sure, where are we going?"
"Hell, but that's not important."

"That's why we have homeless people working for the Boy Scouts, it's good for business."

"What? They needed a purpose, so I gave them one."

"Are you going to go?"
"No, I have to wash my hair."
"It's not dirty."
"But it could be."

"I could just stop right now."
"You really don't want to leave me with partial knowledge. That makes me dangerous."

"Do you want to go with me on Saturday?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't like you and the thought of being in a car with you for 6 hours makes me nauseous."
"Yeah, that's fair."

"I don't have any money because my husband is sleeping."

"Do you think it's fair to say that all men have ramen noodles for brains?"
"Are the ramen noodles cooked or raw?"
"raw"
"yeah, that's fair"

"The Pastor was doing Jager Bombs."
"Before or after the ceremony?"
"Hard to tell."

"My pants are see-through and I'm wearing half a tu-tu. It's a great day."

Like Mother, Like Daughter

A Continent away...and still the same fashion sense...

SUPRISE!!!!!!

Ha! Had you thinking for a minute didn't I? I would like to introduce you to my nephews.....we like to call them Baby A, and Baby B. I'm hoping that Brad and Amy have different names picked out for after they are born....however, I would just like to remind them that the fact that the twins are boys should not discourage them from naming one of them Jenny.

Welcome Baby A and Baby B! I can't wait for January when I get to see you both!

Oh you Rascals!

I LOVE RASCAL FLATTS!!!!

Kelli and I went to see them and they were GREAT!!!

We HAD to get cowboy hats.

Yup, that's a picture of a man on a bottle...I didn't get it either.

Was there ever a question of how cute we are? Photographic proof!

We were happy to accomodate his request for us to sing along.

Cute AND talented! Could you ask for more?!?

Sisterly Love.

Kelli Hearts Rascal Flatts.

This is Kelli's "The concert is over" face.

Boogity Boogity Boogity, Let's go racing boys!!!

This last weekend, Pat and I went down to Indianapolis for our annual Brickyard 400 outing (I think Natalie would refer to it as BY07) and had a BLAST, as usual. Good times seem to follow us around :)

We almost got to fly down in our friend Stone's private plane, but the weather wouldn't cooperate. We have had nothing but heat and cloudless sunny skies for weeks, and Saturday dawned windy and cloudy...

This is Stone....isn't he cute?

Pat had to work on Saturday morning, so I bummed around the house, pretending to clean until he came home, and then we headed out. We made it all the way to Angola....a whole hour (ok, maybe an hour and a half) from our house before Pat decided that instead of driving, he needed to pass out in the back seat. So I ended up driving the other two hours...and I couldn't even sing to the radio because Pat was sleeping....it sucked.

So we got to Jill's parent's house and hung out with our second family for the rest of the night.

The really cool part of this race is that Jill's uncle hooks us up with a really great set-up. We park under an overpass in downtown Indy and then get on a schoolbus. Then we get a police escort to the racetrack, get there with about an hour before race time, without having to battle traffic, or get up at 4:00 in the morning to avoid battling traffic. And then after the race, we just get back on the bus and off we go! By the time everyone else is getting on the highway, we are back at Jill's parents' house enjoying a nice dinner before heading back to Michigan. Like I said....he's got the sweet hook-ups.

Jill was happy to be on the bus!

Jill says that Carrie is "cute as a button". Which, of course, sparked a conversation about whether or not it is flattering to be as cute as a button, and whether any of us had actually seen a cute button, and if so, what it looked like...

While we were waiting on the bus, we had a couples photo shoot:

Pat and I

(yes, that is a John Deere Hat. Yes, I'm a hick. I was going to a NASCAR race...was there any doubt?)

Jill and Kevin...and beer makes three....

Jill's brother Mark and his girlfriend Amy...we LOVE Amy....still not sold on Mark though...:)

Jill's brother Mike (Mark's twin) and his wife Carrie...once again...LOVE Carrie...Mike.....:)

Jill's parents, Big Mike and Cathy. Can't deny it, love 'em both.

Our Esteemed Escort

This is me with the winning car....BEFORE the race...I'm a premonitinist...just ask Natalie!

(OK, so Tony Stewart is my favorite driver and I get my picture taken with his car every year...but that's beside the point!)

The Indianapolis Motor Speedway holds half a million people. (this is only half, we couldn't see the other side of the track) It's amazing.

The whole day was a BLAST. It was hot, but not TOO hot, and the race got pretty long, and kind of boring, but the company was great. I can't wait for next year!

Just a note about today's title: If you've ever watched a race on TV, Darell Waltrip is a former driver and now an announcer. At the beginning of the race, when the cars cross the start/finish line for the first time, he always yells "Boogity Boogity Boogity, Let's go racing boys!"

Ha! Told you I would post!

Ok, so you know what they say about good intentions (ok, so I don't really remember the phrase, but I'm pretty sure that it has something to do with hell, and that's a zip code that I want no part of.), and when I started this blog, I had nothing but. This was going to be my life as a web page, allowing friends near and far to live vicariously through daily updates of my perfect existance. Yeah. So that didn't really happen.

BUT, if you don't mind the abbrevated version, I would be more than happy to catch you up:


The Bachelorette Party:
Yes, it did eventually end, and it was a blast.

"The Gang" (Minus the bride...she was taking the picture) plus a

random mad that we (literally) grabbed to be in the picture.

Kelli and I said the forbidden

word, "married" (about 30 seconds after making up the rule...).

We had to take a shot to redeem ourselves.

This guy was awesome!

This is Natalie's "I'm excited for the wedding!" face

One of the things on the scavanger hunt list was "kiss a bald man on his head".

This guy was a really good sport because we couldn't get

any of the cameras to work, so we stood (just like that) for about five minutes.

The wedding:


Even better than the Bachelorette Party (sorry Kel). I know that the first couple of pictures are a little dark, but don't worry, these were family snapped pics, not the ones taken by the photographer (hence the fact that I am not looking at the camera.).

Before the big moment

Running Away.....just kidding :)

We had the Post-marriage-giggles

(not quite sure what is behind my head though...)

FISH FACE!

Strike a Pose!

The sickingly happy couple.

Alright, back to the real world, I have to get some work done before the end of the day....I will TRY to keep posting regularly.... wish me luck!