And So It Begins.

The beginning of a new school year.  My baby has grown up & is now a middle schooler.  I don't think I can stand it!

He let me walk with him to the bus stop.  This is a big deal.  In elementary school, the bus stop was at the end of our driveway.  It's now one street up from us on a fairly busy cross street.  As of tomorrow, I am no longer allowed to leave the house. 

He also let me take "some" photos.  But only because today is for the 6th graders.  As of tomorrow, I better not DARE to embarrass him!

And...there he goes.  I promised him I wouldn't cry in front of all the kids. I didn't make it.

Ummm...Hello! (Cuz I *know* I'm gonna hear about it!)

This one's for you, Michelle Knuth!  :)

It's summertime.  Extra activities.  Vacations (not my own...but covering for other people.)  An injured husband.  Wait.  What?  Yeah.  Hubby got hurt at work...tore his menicus in his left knee...5 weeks ago.  Needless to say, it's been a long 5 weeks.  He had surgery last week.  Doing better.  He goes back to work on Tuesday.  Thanks be to God!

In other news, I've been working really hard to getting my act together.  So far, not so good.  But atleast I'm trying.  My life goes back to "normal" next week when Andrew heads back to school.  Less hours at the store.  More time home being a mom.  I really miss that part of my life.  It's nice to have that opportunity again.

I've been doing a little crafting here and there.  I made this fabulous mini album from a kit I bought at a scrapbook store in Hyannis.  Super cute...I'll put pictures from our camping trip a couple of years back.

And last weekend Vanessa & I had the pleasure of taking a class with Cheryl Mezzetti to create this GORGEOUS pumpkin chipboard album:

I was hired to create a custom album for a gentleman in Canton for his wife's 60th birthday.  I'm happy to report that he absolutely loved it!  I hope his wife does too.  Now it's time to get back to my own albums. 

Sometimes You Just Have To Roll With It!

And so, the 'stache saga continues.  Andrew & I got our 'stache fix at the grocery store in the bubblegum machines (thanks T.H.O.M. Thom!) yesterday afternoon.  And we stood in front of the mirror taking goofy pics of ourselves.  And then today, Pastor Mike asked Andrew to help him out with a skit during the children's message, which required Andrew to dress up like Pastor Mike, mustache & all.  And dang-it...I didn't have my camera with me!  But it SURE was funny!  The whole church was rolling!

But, I think it all came to a peak this evening when Vanessa whipped out her "Mustache in a Bag" kit and I got to make myself my own 'stache.  I tell ya...I can "Rock a 'Stache!"  And my friend Sue helps me complete the look!  Thanks Sue!  :)

You Know When You're Having A Bad Day...

...and every little thing is bugging you?  And then you realize that it's YOU making it hard on yourself.  That was today...until I sat down on the ol' computer for some Facebook time.  After an 1 1/2 hours of coming up with ways to make fake mustaches with some very. funny. friends...I was all better.

My solution to the mustaches: SQUEEZE CHEESE!

Vanna says we'll have to re-apply all day long.  But only if we have crackers.  Town House?  Club?  Ritz?