So busy.

So so busy.  

1) snowboarding posts to come

2) craziness in court

3) gave up a massage session--- didn't have time.  

Really?  I need to get away for a little while.  Beach, snow, both?

Dan in Singapore.. we miss you!

We're so tired...of waiting for you to come back.

...Couldn't find you under the pillows either!

Belated Christmas Things

A lot of firsts this year:  first batch of sugar cookies, first snowboarding outing, first year in the house without THE Christmas tree.

Best Instructor: Danny Ho

First Attempt At Christmas Cookies

Where is the tree?  Unimpressed Singer

Unimpressed Reindeer Singer

Happy New Year!

The world is your bivalve.

Rang in the New Year doing something I said I would never do.  And wouldn't you know, I was right about why it wasn't worth doing!  New Years in Times Square.  If it was on your bucket list, I just checked it off for you. It was never on mine, but if it was, done and done!

Looking forward to embracing everything that 2013 has to bring with love and compassion.  (Thank you Annie!)  I hope the year is filled with family, bald and furry friends, new adventures, and new achievements.

Party time!

Instead of a standard birthday cake, I decided to let my crazy-dog-lady freak flag fly and make Singer's squirrel dreams come true.  She finally caught one!

What, you've never heard of edible birthday veggie art?

If you squint, it looks like a squirrel, right?  It turns out that fashioning a squirrel out of carrot shavings freehand is harder than one would imagine.

Obscenely large birthday carrot.

Birthday girl!

Birfday cake again Mom?

Happy birthday to my silly little Singer!  She brings the awesome to the party every time, and she's made every minute of these last two years together just that much better.  I love her to pieces.

Christmas magic

Where sadness goes to die.  These aren't even 1/4 of the decorations.

While my taste in Christmas decorations tends towards retro, [  ] County is home to some wonderfully tastefully decorated houses.  This gingerbread confection literally brings tears to my eyes.  You can't see it from the picture, but the entire rear of the property is decorated like a winter wonderland.

Sometimes, I take a detour on my way home from work just to check it out.  By sometimes, I mean at least once a week. I wish I could knock on the door, ask for a tour of the property, run around the yard squealing like a pig, and then drop down on one knee and ask it to marry me.

I want to marry the crap out of this house.