

This is what it looked like when we got a call at 8:00 AM Sunday morning to let us know church had been cancelled due to inclement weather. Church cancelled? We had a lovely day and slept in until 11:00 and then bummed around for the rest of it. Who doesn't love a snow day?
Flower Nymph Andrea.
Mandi swinging from vine!
Happy Birthday Dad! I love you!
Vista House lookout.
Large Leaves.
{Please note A in this pictures. Ha!}
It took approximately 46 seconds before Tyler lost his mind. Gone. And I mean Lost. His. Mind. I think he actually believes that the players and refs can hear him through the TV. As if he verbally walks them through every step of the game then they will win. And not only win- but win how Tyler wants them to win. He shared the keys for success this season with me a mere 2 minutes into the game. 1) Make free throws! 2) Win on the road! and 3) Play defense! (Pray for me friends. Pray for me.) Not that this should be a surprise, but like I said- I somehow managed to forget what it is really like. Now I would be lying if I said I was not ridiculously excited to watch all the games. I actually condoned buying NBA league pass so we will never have to miss a game- but all I know is it is going to be one long season. Not that I am not fully prepared to have this back in my life:
There will be ups and there will be downs. But the season started strong with a weak win over the Nuggets. But winning without D-Will is an accomplishment and I will take it. It will be a long road without the family to watch games with us. The boys always help diffuse Tyler's energy away from me. However if anyone is bored and wants to see some good entertainment come on over on Jazz night for full play by play commentary, screaming, jumping and life histories of all players while game is in progress. But as much fun as I make of Ty, I love his gift for knowledge and sports. Put those two together and I sometimes think he picked the wrong profession. He was pretty much made to be a sports announcer/ESPN analyst. But...despite how I sometimes want to claw my ears out of my head just to drown out the noise, I have to say I do welcome the season and will be jumping and screaming on my couch right along with my obsessive husband. Bring on the chaos. And bring me a championship!
I love you siser anwea.
These were Ty's favorite:
I loved that this was a little farm with an adorable white farm house and everything was quaint and wonderful. It was an incredible fall day with perfect crisp weather, and a huge blue cloudless sky. They even had a little band playing on the porch. It was a perfect way to kick off our fall season. I just hope we get a few more days like this before the rain starts.
I have decided that after 22 long years of not being able to see myself without ridiculously long hair that a little change would do me good. There is a big part of me that has somehow always wrapped my self identity into the length of my hair. Who am I without my long hair? I decided it was high time to find out. So I put in my due dilligence to find an awesome salon and ended up at Ziva. This was really a quick decision. Once I decided to do it- I just did it before I had time to change my mind. Luckily Tyler was 100% on board with this (in fact he is really the main culprit so if you don't like the result take it up with him). So we were both feeling great about the decision until this:
This is the moment when I felt like dying and/or vomiting. Can I get an amen from all the sistas out there who have gone through this before!
Hope you like the new me!
: )