hsssssss...

"Ummm... Miss Patty?"

"Yes, sweetie?"

"Is there supposed to be a snake loose in the house?"

"No... why would you ask that?"

"Ummm... because there is?"

So we tramp up the stairs to meet Mr. Snake at the top, all coiled up and hissin'... I was sssstill very much in control. After all, this is Mr. Friendly ssssnake, the one Austin has caught twice now and we've fostered for a few days, and who apparently, got hisssself loose. But then, Sweet Playful Dog finds her way upstairs, all jumping and happy and seemingly assssking, "What's going on? What's going on? Can I play? Can I play?" The ssssnake freaks out and takes off all sliding and gross YUCK, and slithering DOWN my stairs! It moved ssssoooo quickly. J-man, laughing hisssssssterically, is saying, "I've got it, mom!" when clearly, he. did. not. Eventually, he did catch it by it'ssss tail, and let the little thing wrap itssssself around his arm. Ssssssilly boy, putting it up to my face and ssssaying,

 "Moooom, " (ya know, like he'ssss all annoyed at moi), "it's just the ssssnake that's been missssing for four days." 

"FOUR DAYSsss?! 

In MY HOUSsssE?!" 

"We didn't want to tell you because we thought you might freak out."

Oh, really.... what makesssss you think THAT?

fuNnY fAcEs :)

I've linked on with Amber at RunaMuck, and am posting my favorite (and permissible!) funny faces photos! 

These are my 3 favorite funny face babies, posing for holiday shots, (and yes, I chose this one for our holiday greetings!! )

This is my favorite funny face puppy-isn't she beaUtiful?

And this is my favorite funny face shot. Don'tcha love it? Last day of school pool-side celebration. The cucumbers were from the veggies and dip.  :)

hApPy fRiDaY!

Just in time to do something loving and special for Easter, a little thing for us, a huge thing for a child. Check this out:

Doh!

Girlfriends. I'm here to tell ya... This one is "tooooo funny" and oh-so embarrassing.

See, there are these jeans... my favorite jeans. And lately? I've noticed that they are, ummm, how shall I say? Not as loose as they used to be. But you know how they stretch when you wear them? Well, they didn't stretch so much this week when I wore them. So I decided I'd wear them again. The next day. So, I slipped them on (more like tugged and swore and pulled them on). And then I proceded to run all these many errands around town. You know, this small town. Where everyone knows my name? Oh, wait. That's a song. Anywho- I made it to the dry cleaners, the post office, the coffee shop, my husband's office, and then to the county government center to pay some taxes. I sat down in a chair next to this lovely man's desk. After a little bit, I shifted my weight and crossed my left leg over my right, and slipped my hand under my top thigh. And there it was... This huge lump. Right there, on the back of my thigh. And I thought to myself, "My goodness, what kind of monster bruise do I have this time?" And as the poor little tax man chatted away, I felt the creep of my blush rise up my neck, around the curves of my jaw,  and right up to my cheek bones where it loooooves to shine. Yup. Yesterday's underwear. Nice.