Just Another Girl: June 2011

June 27, 2011

Love Letters

Dear House in Short Sale,

Please work out. I'm really starting to fall in love with you.

Wistfully Yours,

Dear All The Stuff That I Have To Pack,

I hate you. I can't relax because I know what my obligations are towards you.

You suck,

Dear Terrible Twos,

You aren't due for another six months, so why are you here? I will take your arrival as an indication that my daughter is wise beyond her months, but I'm still not thrilled about your presence here.

I just want you to know that I will beat you. No matter what it takes. I will not allow you to possess my daughter in grocery stores, restaurants, and other public places. I will win. You will see.

Your Enemy,

Dear Animal Crackers,

I love you. I am sorry that I neglected you for so many years, but I realize now that looks aren't everything. So what if you are considered primarily children's food? So are chicken strips but those are delicious too. I don't care what anyone thinks anymore. You are delicious and I will keep a baggy of you wherever we go from now on. I promise.

Salivating for your touch,

June 25, 2011

Heidi

... According to my Iphone

June 23, 2011

Yosemite

We spent the past week in camping in Yosemite. It was more beautiful than I've ever seen it, but I'm so happy to be home. And clean. I spent two hours cleaning my shower yesterday. I find camping really helps me appreciate keeping a clean house. The down side is that I may have a sore throat from mixing and inhaling too many different bathroom cleaners. Ouch. Anyway.

Here are some of my favorite photos from our trip. Enjoy!

This past winter was a particularly wet one for Yosemite and it showed in the waterfalls.

You couldn't go near the base of Yosemite falls without getting soaked.

Gigi and Papa were kind enough to babysit baby Heidi so we could hike to the top of Vernal Falls. Its an insane hike, but so worth the effort.

View from the top of the falls!

It was hot in the valley, but up at glacier point there was still snow. Out came the monkey hat! Of course Viking Daddy didn't even need to wear pants.