my evening. hawaiian chips and butterfingers. two laptops. one for new moon viewing the other for photo amateur editing. g is spending the night at grammies and casey is skateboarding. and i am in my own little version of heaven.
Friday morning. Getting ready to go to the airport. Ginger will fly in an airplane for the first time today.
I never got a birth certificate for Ginger. That's right folks. Irresponsible until the day I die. Well, if we didn't hustle on over to the county records to get a copy- an hour and a half before take- off.
Mission accomplished. no big deal.
*note* I started crying out nowhere when I saw this! I was, all, Here it is! Proof in Print. Ginger was born, Im her mother. This isn't a dream!
This is proof I use my camera on 100% manual... and I have no freaking idea what I'm doing! That photo up top I messed with my settings forever. And still the tree is lime green! Oh well, with a face like that I dont care too much about the tree. I want to smooch her over and over and over again. Man, she's cute.
Burgers. With Blue Cheese, Spicy Mayo and Caramelized Onions. Later Casey and I were cuddling and he squeezed me tight and said so sincerely... You are just... such a Woman. Hmmm, Interesting compliment. I think it's because I made my man a hamburger.
My dear friend Marsha. Absolutely beautiful. A heart of gold. One classy dame. The kind of person that makes one feel like the most important person in the world. Cheers your successes as much if not more than you do. And has that fabulous gift of smiling, laughing (hard) and talking... at the same time.
I know, I know... It's a ridiculously blurry photo... but still... a ridiculously precious moment. And when I look at it, I start singing in my head... Families Can Be Together Forever. Ummm... Hello. A picture that makes you think of church hymns. Nice for the collection and the soul.