Pictures...

We are visiting family for a while. I just wanted to share some more pictures from the wedding. The one of Bella takes me breath away. My heart sometimes feels like bursting with adoration for these spirits sent to our family.

Bird's nest....

That's it!

I am cutting my hair. And not because I don't like it, and not because it's ridiculously unhealthy. This is the year that I am going to pull off the Page Boy hair cut by dang! And all because of a bird.

On my run this morning past the golf course I WAS CHASED by a bird who kept diving at my head and pulling my knappy hair in my ponytail. HE THOUGHT THERE WAS A BIRD"S NEST ON MY HEAD. A BIRD'S NEST PEOPLE! I got a great run though, sprinting for the 17th and 18th hole until I realized that if I changed my hair to a low rat's nest, it wouldn't dive for me.

So the sadisitic bird is either a) giving all women with my hair predictament Portland over a complex or b)my hair really is a bird's nest.

Either answer is equally disturbing.

Lazy day....

Ahhhhhmmmmmm...... I would just like to own the fact that I have had the most ridiculously lazy day ever. Snuggling kidlets and watching Masterpiece Theatre's Emma. It was delicious...the movie and the day. Blissfully, beautifully, charmingly, wonderful day full of nothings. Harry and I were in our jammies all day, Bella the ballerina in her leotard and point shoes dancing to Vivaldi.

So why do I feel guilty? Can anyone enlighten me on this one?