Not my baby

I fear that this may be one of the last photos of Willow with her baby teeth. Yes, she is 7. Yes, she should have lost them already. But I always tell her not to wiggle her teeth or she will get sick (is that wrong?) But they are wiggling! And she was eating corn on the cob and said that her teeth hurt. Uh oh. I better get her to a decent photographer, pronto!

Baby!!!

I was watering this morning and hummingbird kept attacking me. I looked up a teeny bit and realized that my head was inches from a nest that I didn't know was there. And there was a baby in it. She's sitting there with her baby now, it is so cute.

Neighborhood Safe House

When I was a kid and kids actually walked home from school without a parent, there were these "safe houses" or block houses I think they were called. Basically, some mom that stayed home had a sign up in the window that you could stop there if you needed help. I think the idea was that you knew there would be someone there that could assist you if Chester the Molester was following you. We always got a big lecture on the first day of school that you shouldn't stop there for a drink or a potty break, etc...
Well, I was out front watering and I noticed a little sign in the window facing the street. I think its been there a while. Best I can tell, its some type of signal, or sign, that this a is a safe place. Any little Pokemon or Picachu's or whoevers, can stop here. This is a Pokemon friendly zone! I took it down, but they keep reappearing. Mental note to self: Ask kids why we are displaying Pokemon cards in the front window. Also, note to self...clean the freaking windows!!!!

Waiting for the verdict

Well, the long holiday weekend has begun and no verdict on the Fontana case came in yet. Hopefully Tuesday? You can watch Justice for Jeffrey for news when the verdict comes. I am sure he will post right away. Also, its a very interesting blog from the inside of the courtroom where the debate went on over who murdered Officer Fontana on October 28, 2001.

Cannonball!!!

In an attempt to beat the ridiculous heat, we went swimming at my parents house today. I had some fun playing with the continuous shooting mode on my new camera. I love this one, even though Hayden is totally mid-air it also looks like he is sitting on the rock wall.

Marquee Fail

Good thing that sign wasn't for the school spelling bee.
Oh, the top of the sign isn't tagged...I just covered up the school name to protect the innocent. I am not sure if it is worse that there is a spelling error or that it took me about three days to notice it. Hmm...

WTF Wednesday....workout edition!

I guess its that time of year, when you're supposed to freak about bathing suit season. I am taking part in this annual ritual and trying to get into better shape. But there's all these barriers. Total "what the....." kind of barriers!
For example:
WTF stinky man at the gym. If I time my whole day to avoid the morning crowd, the scary TV time (really, ask me sometime!) and then the lunch crowd, I get there at 1pm. There are maybe three or four people in the cardio room. There are 50 or so machines. Now, these three people will usually be older ladies, riding the bikes in the back and chatting. Then there's me, using a treadmill in peace and quiet at the front. Then IT happens. Old guy. Sweat. Cologne that is gross on its own and worse over sweat. 30 empty treadmills. And you KNOW where he's going. Next to me, every time! I need to figure out what it is about me that attracts stinky old men (not you Gary!)
So since the gym isn't working out for running lately, I gotta take it to the streets. Then there's that whole pesky stray big dog thing that gives me mini heart attacks (hey, do mini heart attacks burn any calories???Hmmm...). So in taking it to the streets, I have two more WTF issues.

WTF My shoes. I have pretty much always worn Nike Triax or Nike Pegasus. They work pretty good for my strange stride. I put a couple hundred miles on them, then go get a new pair, never had any issues. Now keep in mind, these run about a hundred bucks. I get my most recent pair and these things are terrible. They hurt my shins, my back and my knees. I need to replace them already. Ridiculous.

WTF Running skirts. These cute little running skirts have been popular the last year or so and I'd been wanting one but having a hard time justifying it since I have too many pairs of running shorts. Well, I found a cute one on sale and decided to give it a try today. HAHAHAHA! These are designed for anything BUT running! They are a teeny bit big on me, so my can of pepper spray was pulling them down (see: big dog phobia!). If you dare break the speed of a quick jog, the skirt part flops everywhere. So these are now relegated to walks with the girls and maybe some gym time, but street running? Never again.

Maybe getting in shape is too complicated.