our little blizzard. . .

To say that we are going to have a little bit of snow is apparently the understatement of the year.  According to the weather men, a foot of snow is more approximate maybe even more.  So as I am typing this, I’m getting hit in the arm with a ball the girls are playing with because school was cancelled as well as hearing the tapping of buttons on a control because Dustin didn’t have work too.  Looks like it might be a four-day weekend. . .YEAH!!!  We plan on sledding later, but it was really freakin’ cold outside when I took this pictures.

The snow is not like powder, it’s a light blanket for the 1 1/2″ of ice beneath it.

Here’s Dustin at the door taking pictures of his wife wearing a hoodie and lounge pants taking pictures.  See how big the snowflakes are???

I cheated and took this one from inside the house.  I decided to brave the cold and managed to put on some snow boots.  Yep, I’m hard core.

It sounds so cool outside because there is no cars driving and you can hear the snow hit the trees. 

More snow. . .you have to understand, we never see snow.  Not an accurate statement.  We hardly ever see snow, which means when it does snow, no one knows how to drive in it.

If you look close, you can see the ice on the branches that started around 4 this morning.


Ellie vs. The Wall. . .

We knew Ellie liked gymnastics, obviously because she now wears her new leotard all the time, but we weren’t prepared for the climbing.  She loves jumping off couches, chairs and is constantly hanging from stuff.  I’m cooking dinner and I hear, “Hey Mama!  You gotta see Ellie.”  This is Ellie yelling this because Ellie refers to herself in the third person.  I go around the corner after repeatedly saying, “In a second.”  This is what I find.

Silly Ellie trying to climb the wall.  She’s so funny.

WHAT THE (#@*!!  Ellie dropped down and had that “I’m pretty awesome” face and I grabbed my camera and had her do it again.

This is from the other angle.  Ignore the laundry in the livingroom that is being sorted for the washer machine.

Ellie just kept climbing a little higher.

Anad a little higher.

We made her quit at this point.  Holy crap!  I’m going to have to watch this kid!

Christmas, take four. ..

Finally.  Christmas has come to a close.  Round 4 is over.  Hands down, these were the funniest pictures I’ve ever taken at Dustin’s parents’ house.  We had a ton of fun and again took the girls’ pajamas because we knew we wouldn’t get home until way past bedtime.  Playing Nerts was definitely the most hilarious part of the day, but then again, opening up more presents was the highlight for the girls.  Hope ya’ll enjoy and we’ll see you next year!

Oh yah, I’ve still got it!  I don’t want to start over again mind you, but I’ve still got it. . .after Tacie brought me Adyson’s blanket and told me exactly how to get her to sleep. . .I’ve still got it!

The pandamonium of Christmas.

And the Most Photogenic Couple of 2009 Award goes to. . .


Emma and her apron from Aunt Katy.  I could say that Uncle Wes took part in buying this, but something tells me it was more Aunt Katy.

This was Adyson with all of her presents.

Uncle Wes teaching his niece Ellie how to block a punch.  I think next came how to take a punch in the face!

Ellie and her Uncle Wes.

Emma’s new earrings.

Someone (I think Katy drew his name) got Dustin a Harley-Davidson giftcard at Mema’s house on Christmas Eve.  Trae assumed it was from him and Tacie and started telling Dustin how Tacie felt awkward at first going in there.  After realizing he just told Dustin what they got him for Christmas in a few days, Tacie thought she’d fool Dustin by writing this on the card.

Papaw opening an Academy giftcard from us.  See Adyson eyeballing that giftcard?  We start them out young going to Academy.

The girls having fun with one of two 75′ of butcher paper Aunt Tacie bought them.  We didn’t break out the paints at Meme’s house but it did take a while to find all the paintbrushes Emma threw everywhere when she jumped up and down because she was so excited about the painting.  There was a hole in the package and paintbrushes went flying.

Dustin had no idea about the camera his parents got him.  Unlike myself, my husband loves surprises.

Trae and Tacie

Dustin wearing my new hat. . .at this moment, I’m so glad I didn’t get underwear!  I think you are too!

I know, you have no idea who got this for Adyson.

I got this at the Oklahoma City craft show back in October.  Startin’ them out young to look like biker kids!

My gun knowledge is very limited, so when I asked the question, “Is this a real gun?” only a few people laughed.  Katy didn’t know either.

Darrell’s new gun.

Wes’ ginormous hand holding Darrell’s new gun.

We love us some Hello Kitty.  I finally had to make Emma let me wash her hoodie because she wore it quite a few days in a row.

Ellie painfully watching Pas open up a present.

Ellie deciding to help Pas open his Christmas present.  The anticipation was killing her!

Trae and Adyson

Kristen and Shannon (Dustin’s cousins) came to Texas for Christmas and brought the girls a ton of Princess goodies.

Dr. Ellie’s Vet Office is now open.  The thought of giving an animal a (pretend) shot made Ellie so happy.  Again, why do we not do good with live, breathing animals?!?

Emma waiting for the doctor to call her back for Catty’s check up.  Ellie walked around all afternoon with her doctor’s coat and had decided early on in the day to put her pajama pants on.  I swear she looked like Hugh Hefner!

Is it a guitar???  Is it a fishing pole???  Okay, that last one is a stretch.

Ohhh wait, this is Dustin’s family we’re talking about. . .it’s a gun case.

Poor Adyson.  Paying her dues early on as the little cousin and being dragged around the livingroom in a box.  At least she’s smiling!

This is exactly why we have that talk before Christmas and in the car before going to someone’s house to open presents.  “Emma, what do you do if you get a present you already have or don’t know what it is?”  Emma responds with, “Say, ‘Thank you very much.’ and then ask Mama about it later.”  Apparently she didn’t listen too well.  I just love her facial expression.

Ohhh now she gets why she got staples.  She got her very own stapler.  This is such a better face.

Ellie listened a little more than Emma and that’s why she’s like, “yeah, tape?”  Then she found her stapler and all was right with the world.  Their stockings (as well as all four rounds of Christmas) were craft related.

Katy and Wes

Trae and Dustin got gun holsters (I know, total shocker) in their stockings.

Yep, that’s them drawing their pretend guns.

Gun powder was in Darrell’s stocking.

Meme’s stocking had a gun pouch in it.

And this is where the Nerts game started and you got to see everyone’s competitive side.

Katy won that hand.  Dustin won’t get in her way again!

Everyone had to do their serious face aka their poker face.  This is Tacie’s first attempt.

Here’s her second.

Meme’s serious face. . .remember, she’s got a gun pouch.

Wes’ first attempt at a serious face.

Wes looking like he is posing for a statue built in his honor.

Now we’re getting the seriousness.

Emma, while eating a cookie, is doing her serious face. . .or pooping, I’m not sure.

Shannon’s face. . .or she just smelt Emma’s poop.

“You want some of this?”

This is actally Ellie’s “show me your muscles” pose.  Her serious face and muscle face are both the same.

Seriously, would you mess with this guy?  Drinking a beer and wearing an NRA shirt, would you really mess with my father-in-law??

I’m totally about to laugh because I have no poker face.  If I get a pair of queens, I just start smiling and then Dustin looks and me and shakes his head in dissapointment.

Wes was the score keeper of Nerts.  No calculator, adding and subtracting positive and negative numbers. . .he and Katy are the big winners. . .yah, I’m thinking he cheated too. . .I’m also a sore loser and hope my girls don’t inherite that lovely trait!

How many times did we “pretend” we were burning ourselves with the fake candle flame???  The best is when Darrell put his tongue over it and it looked like the flame was burning through his tongue. . .best Christmas ever!

Christmas, take three. . .

It’s me again Margaret.  Yep, back for another round.  That would be Round 3 of Christmas 2009 and wait, we’re still not done!  This was Christmas morning at our house.  Mom and Dad have started coming over with lunch on Christmas Day the last couple of years.  This year, Dad brought over what we called “Sausage Surprise.” 

If you know Dad, you know that he likes to experiment with food and leftovers are usually his specialty.  How many times did we have chicken???  Leftover chicken always turned into chicken mixed in a sauce pan with barbecue sauce. . .I think there was a chicken surprise once or twice!  I think this reverts back to Dad’s childhood of having roast on Sunday and Grandma making it last until the next Sunday.  I have to admit, the crockpot Sausage Surprise was really good.  Imagine if you will, all the ingredients (potatoes, carrots, onions, etc.) for a roast only replace the roast with sausage and add barbecue sauce.  There you have Sausage Surprise!

It’s so nice not to have to rush through Christmas Day with the girls and they (and we!) can just sit back and relax.  We’ve spaced out Christmas, so it’s like we celebrate Hanukkah because I’m pretty sure we made Christmas last at least eight days.

This was actually the second time Emma saw what Santa brought her and Ellie.  They went and looked before they ran into our room and woke us up!  They couldn’t stand the excitement.  I had them make their surprised faces for Daddy (he was a little dissapointed they peeked!) and here’s Emma’s face.

Here’s Ellie acting surprised or getting robbed. . .let’s just say that acting is not going to be a future profession.

Ellie’s new puppy, Cinderella from Santa.  I was all for the Furreal animals this year.  If it don’t poop in my floor, we’ll take it!!

Emma’s cat, Catty.  She was so excited because if you pull its tail, it hisses at you. . .gee, I don’t why we don’t make it too long with pets?!?

A good one of my girls.

I told Ellie no candy and this is her almost eating the candy, but not eating the candy and saying, “Peas cherry peas Mama?  Ellie have one bite?”  This is her version of “please with a cherry on top.”

One of my favorite ornaments on our tree.

Emma, our crafty one, made this one afternoon as well as an envelope with a piece of paper and 32 strips of tape for her Daddy for Christmas.

Dustin and Emma

Emma’s beloved high heels.  This kid takes after her Mama.

I love her face!  She wanted some high heel shoes so bad.  I’m sure I make this face too when they actually have my size in the shoe stores.

Emma says, “Ohhh Mama, you shouldn’t have bought me Texters that are too complicated to understand that even you with your college degree cannot figure out!  Thank you so much!!”  I reply, “Baby, you’re worth every penny and of course I wouldn’t read the instructions on the outside of the package and notice that even with my college degree no amount of holding my tongue the right way will get these things working.  I love you!”  I added a little bit to the actual conversation, but in the end, the Texters are in the top of the closet awaiting Emma’s 25th birthday when she’ll be able to work those things.  In the end, we got her a V-Tech handheld that she loves and can actually play.

The girls got hula hoops because they love Alvin and the Chipmunks and had heard the hula hoop song over and over and over.  Dustin hid them in the truck for two days and didn’t know that inside the hula hoop was water.  When he brought them inside for me to wrap after the girls went to bed, Dust couldn’t figure out why they were so heavy.  The water had frozen during the night!

Ohhh yah!  Have you ever seen the girls in deep concentration.  They take after their Daddy and stick their tongue out.  All of them do this.  And they all grind their teeth at night.  Good thing they didn’t take after my sleep walking!

Ellie got tired of playing animals with Emma and protested by laying in the puppy bed.  She also felt that even without a college degree, she could master the Texters.

So, we broke out the Pictionary during Round 1 of Christmas at Mom and Dad’s house and they brought it to ours for Christmas Day.  Dad and I vs. Mom and Dustin.  Here’s Dad’s drawing of “radiation.”  We’re so screwed.

Ellie got her 42nd box of Play-Doh for Christmas and this latest one was a kitchen.  Here’s Emma using the recipe card for a taco.  I thought it was pretty good!

Mom draws this and Dustin yells “Texas.”  We’re so screwed.

Yah, rub it in.

Emma’s brief stint as time keeper.

I think this was Dad’s drawing for “Bite.”  Dad had a calling for an Art Major.

Ellie’s brief stint as time keeper.  She looks just like Dad when he was her age.

On an “all play” Mom got a little violent even though we were losing.

Everyone in deep concentration.  What am I doing?

Who won???  WHO WON???  It was us.  And we won on Dad’s drawing of “Mushroom.”

Nana, Emma, Ellie and Papa on Christmas Day.

This happens every year on Christmas Day.  We always take down the tree that night because we run out of places to put all the newly acquired gifts!

Laundry Room. . .drop your pants here.

I secretly want, no need, someone to clean my house.  By no means am I one of those people on A&E’s Hoarders, but I hate, no loathe, house cleaning.

Laundry is scretly one of the loves of my life.  I look forward to, no love, laundry.  I like the throwing in of my clothes, do whatever for 30 minutes, switch laundry and then wait another 50 to 80 minutes to let it finish.  It is too easy.  Put clothes in washer, take clothes out of washer, put clothes in dryer EXCEPT FOR STEPHANIE’S SHIRTS, take clothes out of dryer, fold, put up, repeat.  Simple concept, one would think. . .

Dustin overlooks this important step and this is why he is no longer allowed to do laundry.  I made the mistake of ASSUMING he was doing this on purpose which lead me to saying the one of a few statements one wife should not say to her husband, “If you’re doing this on purpose so you don’t have to help me with the laundry, we can find something else for you to do.”  He didn’t give me the finger, but I’m sure it crossed Dustin’s mind!  Silly girl and her rules about what can go in the dryer, what can’t, on what setting. . .I know, I’m too demanding. 

Anywho, laundry is awesome, everything else just plain sucks.  So as I am secretly wanting, no needing, someone to clean my house, I’m hoping my husband can read between the lines, or read these lines that I have typed, and get me a house cleaner for once a month.  Just the deep cleaning and I’ll do the small stuff.  But then again, I’ll totally be Mom and deep clean my house so the house cleaner won’t think I’m a dirty person.  Hence the reason why Mom (and I) will never have a house cleaner.  Ahhhh, the ramblings of a Mama who has vacuumed her limit today!

Christmas Holidays, take two. . .

Round 2 of the Christmas Holidays continued at Dustin’s Mema’s house on Christmas Eve.  Dustin got off work early, so we were over there by 3:00 p.m. and didn’t leave until almost 10:00 p.m.  We figured it would be a late night, so we brought the girls pajamas for the ride home.  And like last year, Ellie crashed in the car and didn’t even wake up we I put her in bed. 

Dustin’s Mom, Aunt and Mema are notorious for having prizes for all the games, so Christmas Bingo went over really good. . .especially in the kid category because it was Emma, Ellie and Adyson (6-months-old).  I think the girls are stocked up on stickers, paper, giant pens and pencils, etc.!

Uncle Dust and his sweet niece Adyson.

Ellie is joined to her Papaw’s hip whenever we see them.  I’m serious.  Papaw can’t go anywhere without her right on his heels.  I’m not sure if he’s ever made it to the bathroom when we visit.

The granddaughters with Meme and Aunt Tacie (Adyson’s Mama)

Dustin’s uncle, cousin and aunt.  Curtis, Katy and Felecia.

A great picture of my sister-in-law Katy.  Dustin’s brother Wes had to work at the firestation that night.

Dustin’s brother-in-law Trae has to tell this to all the ladies so often.  We helped him out by getting him this shirt.

I know, I’m totally ready for the runways.  Maybe I should take the tags off and tone it down with all the colors.  Just a thought!

Adyson and Tacie

Same picture as above.  I’m trying out my different effects on the pictures.

What can I say?  The camera loves Adyson.  And the photographer loves to convert her pictures to greyscale.

Like most kids, Adyson had more fun with the present’s decorations than the actual present.  Note for next year.

Silly Adyson. . .more like Silly Adyson’s parents.

I love this one of Trae and his daughter Adyson.

She takes the best pictures!

Felecia has had this angel ornament on one of her Christmas packages for at least 25 years Dustin said.

A sweet picture of Don (Mema’s husband) and Mema.

Okay, so my skills as a photographer are very basic.  Like, turn on camera, point, click.  Like I said, very basic.  So I was taking this picture of Dustin and his mom.  Dustin pulled Katy into the picture.  I close my left eye and look through the camera with my right eye.  I zoomed the lens just enough to get Dustin and Terry, or so I thought.  After I looked up, I noticed there was Katy!  Professional Photographer here I come.  I can just see me with a client.  “Ohh, you wanted all three kids in the picture???”

Dustin’s Mom, Aunt Felecia and Mema

So by the time we got home, Ellie made year no. 2 of sleeping through the “making a plate for Santa.”  This year, Emma said Santa needed some cookies, pretzels and a coffee cake muffin.  He also needed a Capri Sun and one for the road.  Her words.

“Hurry and take the picture.  I know he is almost here!”

Emma swore she heard “jingle bells” outside and was freaking out.  She wanted to look, but knew that if she were awake, Santa was coming.  Emma was cracking us up.  I had to move some of her and Ellie’s toys to Emma’s room to make room for Santa’s gifts.  I accidently hit the music toy that sounds just like bells while Emma was already in bed (in Ellie’s room).  Dustin went back there to check on her and Emma was losing her mind!  She told Daddy that, “My heart is too excited to sleep.  I think I just heard Santa!” 

What do you know?  Santa took a Capri Sun for the road.

Christmas Holidays, take one. . .

So here is Round 1 of the Christmas holidays.  I cut the pictures down from 230+ to only 55 or 56.  I totally cut out the voguing I did during our Win, Lose or Draw game.  Let me tell you, it was hilarious.  You would have laughed so hard, you might have peed your pants.  Possibly even snorted a little.  Trust me, it was.  Would I lie to you?  But I did save you the viewer nine pictures of me doing my imitation of Madonna.  So in the end, you’re welcome.

Christmas at Mom and Dad’s involved games from the late 80s early 90s, perhaps a few alcoholic beverages (but then again it is the holidays) and some deep fried turkey.  All in all, a Christmas to remember.  Enjoy the pictures!

One thing or more like two things you can always count on for Christmas presents from Mom is underwear and socks.  As you might be able to tell, mine got some holes in them.  Thanks Mom!

Aaron wanted some boots for Christmas.  He’s so stylish and fashion forward. . .or Mom printed off a picture of some boots and attached the money to the back of the paper.

Anyone remember the “dickie?”  Maybe it’s known as the mock turtleneck?  I found it while Jess was going through Mom’s clothes and choose to wear it for most of the pictures.  Mom just kept saying to take the thing off, but I felt like it was more a tribute to Mom’s earlier years.  Many a Christmas seasons were celebrated wearing this very dickie.  I’m wearing Mom’s dickie. . .okay, I just snorted a little.  I’ll stop.

Jess said it looked like an adult bib. . .sweet!

At what age is it appropriate to get appliances and bakeware?  Apparently it is in your middle to late 20s.  I received a gift like this a few years ago, but this bakeware is awesome!  You don’t even have to put cooking spray on it and everything comes right off.  Burnt on grease, totally wipes off!  I’m refusing to spray the cookie sheets to see if something sticks.  And let me tell you, I am impressed.  And I’m officially old now.

Thank you, back to my 20s.  Yep, I’m a scary biker lady.

I amazingly enough got this picture of Dust pointing out that his current  motorcycle antenna is exactly at eye level and whacks him in the eye when he walks around his bike.  The new antenna is ironically enough around the crouch area, so here’s hoping he won’t have any problems with this one!

Bob was the trash man collecting wrapping paper.

Mom and her girls. . .I feel loved!

No, no.  This is more like the red-headed step child I feel like.  Yes, this picture is more accurate.

Jack reading the Christmas Story from the Bible.  This is a 28-year (at least for me) tradition.

Ellie and her Nana on “Christmas Morning.”  Or a week before.

The one of many “OOOOHHHH MMMMYYYY GGGGGOOOOOSSSSSHHHHH” faces and bead sets.

Goofy Lukey with the spray bottle.

I love this one of Jack.

I didn’t know whether to rotate the picture to where you could see Emma’s face up and down or rotate it to where you were turning your head completely sideways.  So this is what you get.  Emma loves her Tag Reader.

Ellie getting her hair done.

Yep, the crazy socks have been passed down!  I can only hope she sports different colored socks on each foot soon.  Like mother like daughter.

Yeah. . .I can’t wait for the teenage years.

How Luke didn’t throw up on Uncle Dust while he was being spinned around and around and around and around is a wonder to me.  Luke loved it though.

Dust says, “SAY UNCLE!  SAY IT!!  SAY UNCLE!!”  Luke says, “You’re funny Uncle Dust.”

Ellie crawling around with her new crawling baby doll.  Thank God we didn’t get one that pees and poops.  I couldn’t have posted that picture!

These are the best boy cousins ever!

Yah, a friendly game of Twister. . .I was “sorely” mistaken.  My 55-year-old mom slaughtered me, twice.  I’m like, “Let’s play a fun game,” and Mom was like, “YOU’RE GOING DOWN TOW!!”  Okay, maybe it wasn’t like that but I didn’t know you were supposed to make strategic moves in Twister?!?

This is where I think she broke one of my ribs and I know my spleen is in bad shape.  OHHH MY PANCREAS!!!

Yah, Jess and Mom played too. . .Mom won again.

Jess and Aaron really losing bad at Win, Lose or Draw.  Like really bad, it was really, really bad.  Jess had that look of defeat pretty early on in the game.  I think Aaron might have been trying to decide whether or not to put ice cream on the peach cobbler he was fixing to get.  I’m not sure though?!?

If you can’t read this, it has a teeny tiny paintbrush and a 90 degree angle towards the corner of the page.  Mom said, “painted in to a corner.”  You gotta to be freaking kidding me?

I’m a little more agressive when it comes to family board games. . .

Yep, Mom won again.  And Dad too.  I am shocked and speechless.

The Happy Winners.

My two favorite men.  This is a good one of them.

“Now children, do you think you should put your finger in the boiling oil to check the turkey???”

Bob and the turkey.

Jess with the look of, “While you were taking a shower and getting ready, I was helping Mom cook.  Have fun doing ALL the dishes.”  And yes, I ended up doing the dishes.

The handshake of the weekend was, pound it. . .activate.  I’m laughing right now.  Maybe it would make more sense if you were there???

No family resemblance at all?!?

Another good one of Jess.

My brother-in-law Aaron.  He’d give me the shirt off his back if I needed it. . .

maybe not.

My Grandpa, Winston, was so surprised that Ellie ran up and grabbed his hand for the prayer.  Yep, that his surprised look too.

This is Jess’ Biker look.

Jess’ first ride on a motorcycle.

I love this one of Mom.  I’m not sure what Dad is doing in the background though?!?

We’ve converted her!!  Throwing the “rock on” after only one ride!  I’m so proud.

These are Dustin’s nut covers for his Harley he got for Christmas.  I swear to you that’s what the package said.  Okay it didn’t say “Dustin’s Nut Covers” but I’m laughing at my own caption!  Crap, I snorted again.

The only two people in the world that like fruit cake.  My daughter and her Great Grandma.  When Grandma was opening it up, Emma was like, “That looks delicious.  Are you going to eat some?  Can I have some?”

Ahhhh, a surprisingly sweet moment between the loving couple. . .

Yep, that’s more like it.

I love these of Mom and Dad. 

What a great picture.  I love my camera!

Now that’s what I’m talkin’ about!  What a hottie!  I don’t know if I should let him go out on his bike alone?!?

Ellie telling Daddy to rock on.  I think this is our family sign.  No, in fact I know this is our family sign.

And as much as I love that good picture of Dust above, this is the one that will make me fall in love with the father of my girls over and over again.  Only a Daddy will be a bad biker one second and then make sure to throw the “rock on” to his little girl.

Ellie kept yelling bye to her Daddy.  I think at one point she said, “BE CAREFUL!  WEAR YOUR SEAT BELT!”

 Ellie watching her Daddy ride away. . .okay, that sounded kind of sad.  Ellie watching her Daddy leave. . .nope, still sounds bad.  Ellie watching her Daddy head back home because he has to go back to work tomorrow while she stays at Nana and Papa’s another night with her sister, Mama, cousins, aunt and uncle to have fun.  A little on the detailed side, but not as depressing!