Goodies in the mail!!

Lori sent me this lovely package!



flyers from the place where she volunteers during the summer.
FABRIC!!

and some cool bags!


Now, Lori says these are good for trashbags in the car.....but I would never use such lovely semisturdy large bags with handles for that job!! These babies are going in my closet!!

yukky ice cream!

The Star Spangled Banner

I love the words to this song. We all know them, but take a minute and really read them. Especially verse two.

O say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?

And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that starspangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

O thus be it ever, when free men shall stand
Between their loved homes and the war's desolation;
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'nrescued land
Praise the pow'r that hath made and preserved us a nation!

Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just;
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust!"
And the starspangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Francis Scott Key


Rampart: 1.a) a mound of earth, rubble, or similar material raised around a place as a fortification. b) such a fortification together with a stone or earth parapet capping it. 2. anything serving as a bulwark or defense. Webster's College Dictionary 1992

Now folks, turn off that there computer and go hug your family and thank God that someone sat behind a rampart with bombs exploding around them so that YOU MAY BE FREE.

God Bless Our Soldiers, past, present and future.

God Bless America.

God Bless You.



P.S.
While I refuse to wish anyone a Happy 4th of July, I whole heartedly wish all of my readers a Happy Independence Day. Remember the reason for the celebration folks.

Bunny Milk

Well, so mornings have been a fight for awhile now.

Apparently my kids do not want to drink milk...not even chocolate milk anymore.

But because I'm just SOOOO mean they must finish one cup of milk before they can leave the breakfast table.


Now, every once in awhile we get donuts for breakfast...and at the donut shop they sell

Bunny Milk!!


Now, for SOME reason my kids will drink 3 cups of Bunny Milk without a second thought.

As a matter of fact, the other day while I was out getting donuts Dad made their chocolate milk not knowing I was buying Bunny Milk too....As soon as I got home and told them I had Bunny Milk they ran and grabbed their cups off the counter and DOWNED them...then asked for more. Yup, those cups that Dad had made....you know the ones that WEREN'T Bunny Milk at all.


HMMMMMM.

My Mean Old Mommy brain kicked in.


We now have an ENDLESS supply of Bunny Milk!!



Wanna guess what's in the bottle??



yup





looks like Bunny Milk to me!

heh heh heh

Mean
Old
Mommy

am I!!

What is it Momma??

We went to Olive Garden Sunday with some long time friends of Subvet's from his first boat.

(Hi Pam)

I got the seafood portofino.


Sonshine, sitting next to me, was fascinated with these:





So, silly woman that I am, I stuck them all in my togo box and washed them off for the kids to inspect.

So now we're talking about clams and mussels and oysters. ~~ always an adventure!

;-)