Photo Opps

Here are some recent photos we took of Jack and Rylie last Saturday as we were raking about 5 of the 5 trillion leaves in our front yard. We did not even attempt to work on the backyard again. There have already been several sessions of mowing and mulching leaves, raking and bagging leaves, and there are still leaves all over the back yard. I see now that this is a never ending process. But as you can see from the pictures, Jack and Rylie had a good time!

These next pictures of our little ham. He was posing for the camera wearing Rylie's new chef outfit she got for Christmas. He goes and gets it and puts it on himself- it is so cute!

It's that time of year again.........

.....where you find all of America glued to their tv sets watching another exciting, plot twisting, edge of your seats, suspense filled season of American Idol! Okay, so none of the above adjectives actually correctly describe this show, since this is now season 7 and it pretty much will play out exactly the same way seasons 1- 6 have so far, but we still love every "reality" drenched second of it. Personally, I love the tryout shows, because you just have to sit and question if those people A) really think they have talent and B) do they have any friends and if they do, why oh why, have they not stopped them from this journey into humiliation? Which brings me to my next question- how many of them are just doing it for a chance to get on tv? My guess would be the majority, and since the producers all know this and they know America's insatiable need to be entertained by the most bizarre, it seems like every season tries to "one-up" the season before it, by bringing in the most ridiculous of people. Case in point- the man in the Princess Leah costume last night, who left and had his chest waxed for Paula. EEEEW! It was so disgusting. There are the ones you do feel sorry for though, the ones that really seriously think they can sing, and then it is sooooooo bad....... that is when I wonder where their true friends are. Everyone needs someone in your life who will be honest with you and tell you, " There is lipstick on your teeth" " Your dress is tucked into your hose, darling..." " You have toilet paper stuck to your shoe", " You have food in between your teeth" " You don't have a good singing voice" or as my loving husband tells me " You're tone deaf honey." ( Dashes away all my hopes of being the next Celine Dion- but he can't stop me when I am in my car!!!!!) Come to think of it, I guess it just shows how hard it is for people to be honest with eachother. I think that may be the problem with the majority of people, we just don't have enough people willing to be honest with us or that we are willing to be honest with , and I am not talking about hurting people's feelings, I am just saying, genuine honesty can be done gently. Thankfully, before I trekked it down to Texas Stadium, Luke was able to be that honest ( maybe not so gentle) force to keep me from making a fool of myself! Plus, I think I am past the age limit, being 30. I so should have gone last year! Then people would have been thinking all of those things about me...... thankfully I have enough friends and family who would not let me do that to myself..... although they might have, since much of those said family members and friends failed to keep me from drastically cutting my hair on my wedding day..........(which is almost the same as letting a tone deaf person audition for American Idol)It's time to get honest people! Good thing I've got Luke around to speak his mind- now just don't get any ideas in your head honey.... at no time, under any circumstances will it ever be a good idea, honest or not, to say......." About those jeans, they really make your butt look huge."