No fair! (As in, didn’t go, not as in life sucks.) Too exhausted by little kiddos being way too much fun. If Break Boy would let me I’d totally steal his kids and keep them as my own. Two photos from the party…
Me eating a robot an alien (it was a robot and alien-themed party).
My cake and ice cream.
I’ve finally uploaded photos for Sunday Garden Party! Not too many this week, but they’re great no matter. Here’s a photo of flowers I cut myself from my gardens then arranged myself in this vase then put on the island for my viewing pleasure:
Rest of the 36-photo set is over at flickr.
Nice to indulge in some confectionary delights from time to time. It keeps the mind sharp.
poppy… biting a head…
Dan, it was obligatory.
RW, at a child’s birthday party, no less. Does that make me somehow dirty?
Your flowers always make me smile…
Can you believe I’m looking forward to seeing a 2-year old & an 8-year old next weekend to RELAX? hee…yes. I am insane. Thanks for asking.
You looked like you were drunk when eating the robot. Were you drunkenly robot-munching?
Ooh, purty. Also, I love that green wall.
Tug, thank you.
I can believe, yes. You love the kiddos.
Avi, yes, I was drunk at a birthday party for a 5-year-old that was held at 10:30am. (And I’m lying. But I totally see the drunk thing. Wait, have you even ever seen me drunk? Nooooo. you haven’t.)
Stef, thanks! That’s my kitchen. Totally didn’t mean to pick that color, it doesn’t match the hunter green counter tops at all. We’ll have to paint over those walls to sell the house. :-/
And did you bring enough cookies to share with the rest of us, young lady?
jf, MY cookies.