Tuesday, January 31, 2012
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I'm glad I don't have to miss the trees. Summer in the woods with my Kindle is going to be great. I'll even still be within earshot of the house from this very spot.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Sunday, January 29, 2012
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Miah made a basket!
There's a basketball court across the road...the plan is to spend more time there.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Friday, January 27, 2012
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I'm pretty sure that's also not the way to climb out of a tree. But there's the daddy who will do anything for you....
Thursday, January 26, 2012
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I'm pretty sure that's not how you climb a tree. I guess when you're a girl, and you have a daddy that is willing to do whatever you want, you take the easy way.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
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A warm day, a Frisbee, and a great dog. Best day of winter for an eleven year old. I love this picture.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
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Thank goodness this is finally something Miah does. She zonked out reading! I woke her up for dinner, and she started giggling under the book. Goofy kid. By the way, those are her favorite Footsie Jammies.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Saturday, January 21, 2012
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Jay and Miah invented a new game. I sit on the stoop, while they toss the giant tennis ball over my head and onto the roof. I have no idea what the goal of the game is, and I have a feeling neither do they. But they sure had fun doing it.
Friday, January 20, 2012
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Brent Nunnally
Justin Brent Nunnally |
Tuesday, 17 January 2012 21:07 |
Justin Brent Nunnally age 31 of Huntsville, Alabama formerly of Edmonton died Monday, January 16, 2012 in Edmonton. He was the son of Tommy and Becky Bartley Nunnally of Edmonton. He was Vice President of Regions Bank in Huntsville and a member of the Church of Christ. Besides his parents he is survived by a brother Jonathan (Charity) Nunnally of Edmonton. His maternal grandmother Jean Johnston of Edmonton. Four nephews. Holden White, Hunter Nunnally, Ethan Bates and Trigg Nunnally. One niece Kennedy Bates. His aunts and uncles. Eddie (Carolyn) Nunnally, Bill (Beverly) Bartley, Julie (Jeff) Ennis, Nancy (Billy Joe) Shaw, James Morris and Sue Nunnally. Funeral services will be held 2:00 PM Friday at Butler Funeral Home in Edmonton with burial in the Summer Shade Cemetery. Visitation will be from 4:30 PM until 8:00 PM Thursday and after 9:00 AM Friday at the funeral home. ********************************************************************************** I feel just a little too young to be loosing classmates. All of my sympathy goes out to his family and friends. He was entirely too young. |
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I am striking today, which you will see if you log on to check my blog. Write your congressmen, and let them know that censoring the internet is not the way to go. If they want to prevent piracy, there are better ways to do so.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
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I found this yesterday, while going through some of the clutter in my trunk. That's my brother, Jason with the first animal I ever rescued, Smokey.
I was in the creek on our farm (literally IN the creek) when I heard a crashing, splashy, scary sound coming from behind me. I turned to see what was coming at me fearing a bear, runaway deer, or my brother. I was fully prepared to get out of the way, but waited to see where it was going first. Around the bend came this dog, running for dear life, howling and whimpering at the same time. He was running with absolute abandon, with water sloshing out of his way while he bore down on me like brain starved zombie. Without thinking about it, I crouched down with my arms spread wide, catching him at the chest as he ran straight into me. The poor animal was wide eyed, and terrified. I wasn't for a second worried that he would hurt me, and I don't know why. I really should have known better and my dad would have been really mad if he'd seen that my first instinct was not to flee, but to capture. My actions were vindicated when I realized that the pup's neck was tightly wrapped in a brown electrical cord that someone had torn from am appliance. I can only assume that the dog had been a nuisance to the last person this dog came in contact with and they had tried to choke it to death in order to get rid of it. Either that, or the idiot was too lazy to buy a chain, and tied him up with the cord. I realized the unearthly sound I had heard was the pup trying to breath while running at full speed to escape. Whatever had happened to him had just occurred, and now was the time to get the hell out of the creek and get back home. Anyone who would be so cruel to a dog, is not someone who I would benefit from meeting.
I had to use my teeth to loosen the cord from Smokey's neck. The dog needed a moniker, and his color suggested the black and grey smoke that wafted from the trash fires we lit once or twice a month. In my head he was already my dog. I was saving his life, and he was going to owe me! Once I got the cord loose, the dog seemed anxious to leave anyway, so I told him "Let's go!" and I started booking it for the house. He followed me without hesitation.
I don't really remember what happened next. The memory of catching Smokey is so crisp in my memory it could have happened yesterday, but what my father said to me is lost in my memory forever. I did get to keep him, however. My very own dog. He followed me everywhere I went, protected me from not a few snakes, and was a great exploring companion. The pictures above tell a great story. Jason and I are just getting off the bus from school, ready to make the 2.7 mile walk to the house from the bus stop, and there is my dog, waiting for me. He knew somehow when we were going to be there, and started walking to meet me. He did it every day that I went to school until one day he wasn't there anymore...
I was in the creek on our farm (literally IN the creek) when I heard a crashing, splashy, scary sound coming from behind me. I turned to see what was coming at me fearing a bear, runaway deer, or my brother. I was fully prepared to get out of the way, but waited to see where it was going first. Around the bend came this dog, running for dear life, howling and whimpering at the same time. He was running with absolute abandon, with water sloshing out of his way while he bore down on me like brain starved zombie. Without thinking about it, I crouched down with my arms spread wide, catching him at the chest as he ran straight into me. The poor animal was wide eyed, and terrified. I wasn't for a second worried that he would hurt me, and I don't know why. I really should have known better and my dad would have been really mad if he'd seen that my first instinct was not to flee, but to capture. My actions were vindicated when I realized that the pup's neck was tightly wrapped in a brown electrical cord that someone had torn from am appliance. I can only assume that the dog had been a nuisance to the last person this dog came in contact with and they had tried to choke it to death in order to get rid of it. Either that, or the idiot was too lazy to buy a chain, and tied him up with the cord. I realized the unearthly sound I had heard was the pup trying to breath while running at full speed to escape. Whatever had happened to him had just occurred, and now was the time to get the hell out of the creek and get back home. Anyone who would be so cruel to a dog, is not someone who I would benefit from meeting.
I had to use my teeth to loosen the cord from Smokey's neck. The dog needed a moniker, and his color suggested the black and grey smoke that wafted from the trash fires we lit once or twice a month. In my head he was already my dog. I was saving his life, and he was going to owe me! Once I got the cord loose, the dog seemed anxious to leave anyway, so I told him "Let's go!" and I started booking it for the house. He followed me without hesitation.
I don't really remember what happened next. The memory of catching Smokey is so crisp in my memory it could have happened yesterday, but what my father said to me is lost in my memory forever. I did get to keep him, however. My very own dog. He followed me everywhere I went, protected me from not a few snakes, and was a great exploring companion. The pictures above tell a great story. Jason and I are just getting off the bus from school, ready to make the 2.7 mile walk to the house from the bus stop, and there is my dog, waiting for me. He knew somehow when we were going to be there, and started walking to meet me. He did it every day that I went to school until one day he wasn't there anymore...
Monday, January 16, 2012
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I admit it...I am really not good at blogging every single day for a year. It gets incredibly hard. I'm going to have to start from today, and fill in as I go what I've missed. I have photos for every day, and I am keeping track of what is going on, but who knew having the computer in the bedroom would make it harder to get anything done? lol
I'm really busy these days, so I'm going to try my hardest, but as in the past, my family and outside obligations have to come first, so hang in there with me. I'm just a couple of months from being done, and I know I can get there!
The moon last week was amazing. With the mountains (hills?) it's hard to find a spot to stop and capture a good photo, but Laurel and I were sure trying. We finally got a couple in town, while parked in front of one of the smaller hills. You can see, though, that we were just barely in time to see it. I was devastated the first time I saw the moon this past week, that I didn't have my camera. It was an amazing shade of red, and would have been an awesome photo. The problem is that it takes me so long to get home from dropping Laurel off at school that it was behind the horizon when I got back. I won't be leaving the house without my camera (s) again!
I'm really busy these days, so I'm going to try my hardest, but as in the past, my family and outside obligations have to come first, so hang in there with me. I'm just a couple of months from being done, and I know I can get there!
The moon last week was amazing. With the mountains (hills?) it's hard to find a spot to stop and capture a good photo, but Laurel and I were sure trying. We finally got a couple in town, while parked in front of one of the smaller hills. You can see, though, that we were just barely in time to see it. I was devastated the first time I saw the moon this past week, that I didn't have my camera. It was an amazing shade of red, and would have been an awesome photo. The problem is that it takes me so long to get home from dropping Laurel off at school that it was behind the horizon when I got back. I won't be leaving the house without my camera (s) again!
Sunday, January 15, 2012
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Saturday, January 14, 2012
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Friday, January 13, 2012
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UMM..... |
That's better! |
Its a doughnut from a locally owned shop. They call it the butterfly...but that's not what my first thought was!
Jay and I had a date today. We traditionally drop whatever we are doing and go out on Friday the 13th. Just 'cause. We went to the one Japanese restaurant in town, and thank goodness it was great! Then we went to the doughnut shop and raced home to watched "Never Let Me Go". It's an interesting movie, but the ending was a little disappointing for me. We had just enough time to get this all in before we had to go pick Laurel up from school. Great day!
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
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I'm on my way back to the playhouse! They called last night, about ten minutes after I got home to offer me the part of Sylvie. I'm ecstatic that they didn't make me wait! I talked Laurel into auditioning yesterday, but she didn't get a part. She will be a part of the crew though. She was too quiet and shy to really do her best, but I hope being a part of the crew will help her the next time.
The picture is the skyline through the hills. It's just barely a sliver in the pic, but in reality it was a brilliant pinkish red. I love it here!
The picture is the skyline through the hills. It's just barely a sliver in the pic, but in reality it was a brilliant pinkish red. I love it here!
Labels:
365 days of pictures,
Play auditions,
The Odd Couple
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
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The Theater is having a second day of auditions....I get to go back for more! This is a reprisal of the play that they did nine years ago...so they offered the parts to the original cast. I thought I was possibly trying for any part, including the two male parts, but it turns out that the only parts available are Renee' and Sylvie. Yikes! Between yesterday and tonight at least ten people auditioned. Barbra, the Director, said they'd call tomorrow to let us know. Gulp!
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Play,
The Odd Couple auditions,
TOTS
Monday, January 9, 2012
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Today I am going to go audition for a play I did at BarnLot about 13 years ago..."The Odd Couple". I was Vera...so I am going to try out for that part again. I loved that character!
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Friday, January 6, 2012
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Almost every morning here is beautiful. I sometimes forget to grab my camera, and regret it every time.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
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I put the chair in the dining room so Harley and Dobby could Cat Watch without scratching up the wall. They are fans of this idea, as you can see.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
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Zombie apocalypse? No -Just this morning's traffic on the way out the gate. The shitty thing is that I will be at the end of the line in a few moments. Miah counted 300+ cars before she gave up. Ugh...every morning.
Monday, January 2, 2012
Sunday, January 1, 2012
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Sheila brought the girls Ky hats when she came to visit. Miah is a nut, for some reason the hat made her pose like this. lol
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