We like to play games during Christmas break. Andrea got this game at a Christmas gift swap and we have played it so many times in the past few days. We are almost tired of it, but we can't stop playing it.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Christmas Fun
First of all, don't hate me because I own this dress and you don't. I'm willing to let my blog readers borrow it.
Some Reindeer Games
Our First Titan's Game
Brianna's Gingerbread House
Decorating Christmas Cookies
The Final Product. You can just call me Sandra Lee. I don't mind.
The look on that special someone's face when you've made their dreams come true.
Some Reindeer Games
Our First Titan's Game
Brianna's Gingerbread House
Decorating Christmas Cookies
The Final Product. You can just call me Sandra Lee. I don't mind.
The look on that special someone's face when you've made their dreams come true.
Pimp My Blog
Yes, Maam! I know your excited. Not only because I have a new post, but because I have pimped my blog! I'm fancy now, just like BooMama and BigMama. I'm sure they will start reading my blog now;) I've been trying to figure this out for a while and I'm quite proud of myself. You can congratulate me in the comments section. My computer will probably crash now that I've spent this much time working on this project...because we all know that pride cometh before the fall. Or something like that.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
I've Been Tagged
Yes...I've been tagged. The thing is I didn't get tagged because someone thought I would leave really interesting answers. I was tagged by Teresa so that my blog would get updated. I need to share five little known facts about myself. Here goes:
1.I broke both collarbones, a leg and an arm all by the age of ten. I broke my leg when I was three and was in the hospital for a month. I remember many things about this experience. I remember them giving me lots of shots and screaming loudly when I first arrived at the hospital. I remember my mother not being in my room when I woke up the next day. She was at church. She claims that they would not let her stay the night at the hospital. WHATEVER... I think she wanted to see what it was like to sit in church without a 3 year old sitting next to her:)
2. My nickname in 8th, 9th and 10th grade...Big Toe. I had to move to another state to escape this nickname.
3. I got married in a pentecostal church.
4. I'm really a great dancer, but I don't want to make my friends feel bad when they dance. I can't help it, I'm just a giver.
5. I let my friend, Teresa, borrow my vacuum cleaner on Friday. Brian likes to vacuum everyday and he is missing it. I bet you didn't know that I'm willing to let my blog readers borrow my vacuum cleaner. I can't help it, I'm just a giver.
So there you have it. The true Hollywood story. You can't ever get the last five minutes that you spent reading this back. Sorry! It's gone. I'm now tagging the girl that needs to change her blog name to the blessings of four.
Much love,
Big Toe
1.I broke both collarbones, a leg and an arm all by the age of ten. I broke my leg when I was three and was in the hospital for a month. I remember many things about this experience. I remember them giving me lots of shots and screaming loudly when I first arrived at the hospital. I remember my mother not being in my room when I woke up the next day. She was at church. She claims that they would not let her stay the night at the hospital. WHATEVER... I think she wanted to see what it was like to sit in church without a 3 year old sitting next to her:)
2. My nickname in 8th, 9th and 10th grade...Big Toe. I had to move to another state to escape this nickname.
3. I got married in a pentecostal church.
4. I'm really a great dancer, but I don't want to make my friends feel bad when they dance. I can't help it, I'm just a giver.
5. I let my friend, Teresa, borrow my vacuum cleaner on Friday. Brian likes to vacuum everyday and he is missing it. I bet you didn't know that I'm willing to let my blog readers borrow my vacuum cleaner. I can't help it, I'm just a giver.
So there you have it. The true Hollywood story. You can't ever get the last five minutes that you spent reading this back. Sorry! It's gone. I'm now tagging the girl that needs to change her blog name to the blessings of four.
Much love,
Big Toe
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