Friday, April 17, 2009

Monday, April 6, 2009

response to cute spam

Send spam if you want to
I won't send it on.
I won't even read it
Just ask my Mom.

Heart kisses and wish wings~
I think that junk's lame,
Don't send cute hats either,
I think it's the same.

Do you know where it came from?
Did it inspire you, really?
Those cyber-prayers always
make me feel so silly.

It all goes in the trash box
It all rots on a shelf.
Send a note if you want to,
But sign it yourself.

(a really lame poem written by me, in response to really lame mass e-mails)

Thursday, April 2, 2009

The other night

The other night my husband asked me when I was going to post someting new to my blog. In shock, I asked him, "You check my blog?"
So this is for my husband, any friends I may still have, and for myself (to get out of the non-blogging blues).
Here is a before and after of my little dirt plot in front of my front door. You can see that the azeleas bloomed too.

Last Sunday night we had some friends over for dinner and they had provided a yummy chocolate cake (among other things ~ so beware if we invite you over to eat, we might ask you to bring the food.) As our fiends were getting ready to leave they asked us if we would like to keep the cake or if they should take it. After we insisted they go ahead and take it with them (to rid ourselves of the temptation of having it around) we went into the kitchen and found Mallie hard at work. They took the cake anyway. Such gracious guests!