picture without the approval.

I think this is a drop dead gorgeous woman, with no filter from her brain to her mouth but I wouldn't have her any other way.

The greatest compliment is when I am told I am like my mom.

[I will finish with catching up tomorrow, it's 5:18 and I am sleepy]

the rest of memorial weekend.

Sunday May 30,2010.

Church. Pool. Nap. to the Gauthier's for dinner!

On the menu: Ribs, Corn on the Cob, Baked Beans, Asparagus, Potato Salad, Homemade Rolls with honey-cinnamon butter, and Brownies with Banana Split ice cream.

Three weeks later and I still remember everything we ate. Why? Because no one cooks ribs like John and Jill cook ribs. My mouth is salivating thinking about it.

Entertainment: Listening to Dad try to deny John's celebrity status, Kiddos in the pool, Girl talk with Jill, Mom and Ky, Watching Jared try to figure out what potato salad is and this little girl...

My mini my. In every way possible. It's almost scary just how alike we are.

Verdict: Amazing Sunday. Always a party with our best family friends!

Monday was Memorial day.

If I were in school I would not have school but I am not in school so I don't have school anyways, haha confused yet?!

With out five year tradition stay strong it was back to the choppy waters of DonP with the Stiles, still newlyweds Nate and Mckae and of course Abby's friends Davis and Marco. The Bu was just the way it should be, full!

Denise, Mom, Mckae and I decided we would go on a somewhat calm girls ride on the tube.

My faces in the next few photos show how I felt about the "calm"...

[double click on each photo to enlarge]

Not even going and we're all doing great!

A little bit nervous on my part but Mama is apparently loving it in the back.
Me thinking I am about to die,
Mckae with perfectly pointed toes but little scared,
Mom and Denise loving life?
We told dad to cut it soon after this because Mom's arms were about to fall off. I guess staying on the back in much harder than it looks.

I know I look like a sissy but what came next was no calm girls ride.

For some reason I agreed to be accompanied by Camille, Davis and Marco for a quick crazy ride before getting back to the dock. After hand signals, I didn't see, being given to my dad to go faster the crazy factor came into play. Two minutes after we got going we found ourselves face to face with a rogue title wave that launched us all about five feet in the air. Apparently we flipped all sorts of crazy ways because somehow my calf hit Marco's face and Davis' arm whacked my writs. All I remember though is being in the water after, not happy and having to recover my suit bottoms that had found their way to my knees.
Papa laughed, I did not find this funny because I had been able to manage wake boarding and the tube all while keeping my hair dry for the previous six hours. I was sopping wet head to toe when the sun decided to hide behind a mass of clouds.

To make it up to me I made daddy-o fill up the ballast, take down the tube, and let me surf which we weren't going to do because of time. He agreed and in about ten minutes I was numb in the water and ready.

This made the whole crash and bruises that lasted two weeks well worth it. Wake surfing makes my feel like less of a wuss because no little girl could handle the wave my boat had behind it. Thanks papa!

Wouldn't have been here without good ol' Eyjafjallajoekull.

Who would have guessed a volcano would change my plans for the summer of 2010. Thank you Iceland for giving me my family and the lake this summer!

the begining of some beautiful tan lines.

I am a fan of tan lines.

Surprising coming from a girl who worked in a tanning salon, a place where tan lines don't exist, for two years isn't it? Tan lines tell a story. Sometimes tan lines say, "I am married although I am not wearing my actual ring at the moment", or "I like to wear v-neck tee shirts" and my favorite, "This part of my body hasn't seen the sun in X amount of years because I was on a mission [thank you Hailey]". This summer I am hoping my tan lines will say, "I became extremely pale in London but now I spend lots of time in a swimsuit".

Anyways May 29, 2010.

I know it's June 17th and I am just finishing May, lazy me!

The fam bam along with Camille and our two favorite Ashleys [Gleason and Falzone] paid yet another visit to the great lake of Don Pedro.

It was a blast minus my mood swings. Sorry mama and papa, having our own boat to take care of kind of stresses me [but not only me] out sometimes. Honestly though the little bits of fits are forgotten soon after and we are left with amazing and happy looking pictures :)

You will never see me anywhere but in the middle of this tube. I have lost my gusto for being whip lashed off the tube. Even my mother than is twenty something years my senior likes more excitement on the tube than I do, and I am still technically a teen [what?!].

There is never a dull moment out on the water with mama. Her laughs combined with little whooping noises are the cure to any bad mood, hilarious! For some reason Ashley and I started screaming hysterically, I guess that's just what we do. This got me out of my funk and ready for our ride and I was left with a sexy deep voice for the next few days. Need anger therapy, SCREAM at the top of your lungs for a second. It works wonders!
Mom yet again just about killed Papa, Ashley F., Ky and Camille who is somewhere on the back but they seamed to love their tube ride. Lets just say I doubt I'll be on the other side of that rope when she takes the wheel, too crazy for me.
As always, I was photographer on the Bu. So in honor of myself I snapped a few pictures... of myself.
I'm kind of in love with this photograph and the blue tinted mass of my favorite combination of elements surrounding me in it.

out.

I am officially out of reasons to keep putting off blogging.

It has been at the top of my to do list everyday for the past three weeks. I literally have no idea what is wrong with me. Each night before I go to bed I make two lists. One list for things I need to do that day and another for things I want to do [I know very OCD but that's how I work]. I get extreme satisfaction out of crossing off something on my to do list. For some reason there have been two constant thing that have remained at the top of each list for far too long.

From my want to do list...

1. Blog [So I actually remember my most likely last full summer at home]

and from my need to do list...

1. Go to the DMV and renew my licence.

I think we all know why that one has been on there so long. In my mind the DMV is just about as close to hell as you can here on Earth, I'm not a fan.

Tonight was all set to spend my night blogging and as my last entries have been posted so late you can guess I am quite the night owl. I was all set around ten o'clock when for some reason which I was so thankful for, I WAS TIRED. My bedtime as of late has been around the hours of three and four in the morning and I considered it a blessing to be getting droopy eyed at ten! Dreams were shattered [literally] though when I was awoken about twenty minutes ago by my bladder. Why wont my body let me sleep?!

I am taking this wake up as a sign to update my life on the Internet.

Maybe crossing off one more thing today will let me drift into a sweet slumber.

I hope!

I don't want to make this post too long so I think I'll stretch the last three weeks into a few posts. On to the next one...