Taking a minute to brag!

Every mother loves to brag about her kids, so I am taking a minute to brag about mine. Our oldest is 15, a freshman in high school and part of a very athletic freshman class. They went undefeated in football and so far they are undefeated in basketball. They are being told they are the best freshman team in Wyoming, which makes all of us parents really proud. As I have mentioned in a previous post, our small town of Cody publishes EVERYTHING in the newspaper. So, you can only imagine how happy I was that our son Dillon got recognized for his points scored in a recent game and equally as happy he didn't have to suffer from humiliation of his mom being recognized for speeding through town. (thank you again Ms. Policewoman for only giving me a warning!) My only complaint about the paper is that every time he has been mentioned in an article they have spelled his name wrong. I guess that's what I get for trying to be different. Cody Freshman Broncs...You Guys RoCk!

Dylan vs Dillon

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Alas, Mexi Rolls

Could it get any better than this? Maybe, but not likely. What are the odds that this small town in Wyoming, that we now proudly call home, has a Taco John's ? Now, not everyone here has the same respect for the Potato Ole's, cheese dip, Pizza burger and Mexi Rolls that I do, mainly people that are from Texas and just don't understand the concept of Mexican fast food. However, all my Murray, Kentucky peeps who grew up with that six pack and a pound know where I'm coming from when I say Taco John's is on my "have to eat at list" every year when we travel back home. And though we may not admit it, we all secretly get a little rage of jealousy when we read on Facebook about someone's trip home and they have 'checked in' at Taco John's. Or what about when somebody is on a road trip and they post that they have stumbled upon a Taco John's and they are now enjoying something out of that brown paper bag and then us folks that live in Taco...

dirty feet

"Left foot, left foot, right foot, right...." d irty feet is more like it! how in the world can one little boy's feet get this dirty? and the funny thing is, he is soooo proud of them! b oys! d irty feet, pockets full of rocks, jars filled with worms.... everyday is an adventure around here. i couldn't imagine it any other way.

Another day, Another Dollar!

t he year of 2011 has so far been a big one for starbucks. first they announce they are changing their logo and now, starting today in the great state of texas, among others, we can now get a super sized amount, the Trenta, of our favorite iced coffees! however I am totally bummed that we don't have a starbucks in our town, otherwise I would be running out this a.m. to snatch one of this up, just because. p hoto courtesy of www.starbucksmelody.com a great unofficial page for all you Starbucks lovers like myself!! after preheating my oven i kept smelling a burnt rubber stench. i continued whipping up my cornbread batter and then it dawned on me, a little boy had gotten caught earlier that day with the oven door open. i threw open the oven door and out rolled smoke and the most horrible smell.... t hese truly were some Hot Wheels ! barump bump!

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