2006 was the shittiest year I've had in a really long time. On the plus side, I still have a place to live, my family, animals and that one guy to love and who loves me. Here are some pics, the ones of the dogs frolicking in the first "snow" of the year is cute! I've also attached a pic of the squirrel who lives in the back yard eating the pumpkins from fall.

I am now sporting a new engagement ring!


This is pretty much what it looks like. Chris proposed on my birthday. No date has been set yet, but we're thinking a 6-8 months from now. I also got the coolest stuff from my fam for my birthday too.... Melissa gave me 4 pretty wine glasses (which I badly needed), Mom and dad gave me a rolling pin (also badly needed), two blown glass ornaments (which I collect), moolah (once again, nice to have) and Kristina and Ted are taking me to a hard-to-get-tickets-for Colts game next Sunday! And, to top it off I got to have 3 birthday cakes! One was a pre-birthday celebration icecream cake with the sisters and Ted. One was a work related german chocolate cake on the day of, and one was a confetti cake with Ben and Jerry's ice cream with mom and dad.

I am now 25. I can't believe it. I've always wanted to be 25. I'd say I shut down 24 with a bang. I wonder where I'll be in the next 25 years.....

Oh yeah, and thanks to Michaela, we now call Bailey "ba-yee"

Mark My Words:
Number One-
I will either A: Never take my child into a grocery store or B: Take my child into a grocery store from birth and beat them at an early age when I hear the word "Candy" come out of their mouth.
I think I had a pretty traumatic trip to the grocery store today. Every other aisle Colton said "Can I get some candy" "you don't have any good food it's all healthy" "I want soda" "Why can't I have candy?" then followed by pouting and crying.
I do recall saying close to the same things in the grocery store (which I am SO sorry for mom and dad) and being threatened to get taken out to the car, but I am pretty sure I wasn't 9 and having this fit. I'd love to get all Terre Haute white trash on this kid and beat him in the store. (which no one would care since we were in savealot) But alas, it's not my kid to beat....only glare and scream at.

Number Two-
I will never own a minivan, unless A: I have over 4 children or B: I am well out of my twenties.

I'll throw the people who actually check this blog a bone. Here are some pics from Turkey Run from last weekend. Nothing new with me. I'm starting to sell junk on ebay to see if anyone will buy it, and I'm learning how to make meals.