the need for speed

Ben said it more than once… “If they want to pass me, I just let them.

NO. YOU. DON’T.

Poor dude with the red hair had no clue what was in store for him. He looks a tad concerned in this shot, but he was unaware how bleak his situation really was.

Ben is competitive (not sure who he got that from – heh). Amber? She just wants to have fun.

Just like a little kid who doesn’t realize the steering wheel, gas and brake pedal for the passenger in a two-seater go cart are ‘dummies’, Amber put everything she had into controlling her ride. She tried to steer this cart like it mattered. I didn’t have the heart to tell her differently.

catching up and Jesus saves bears

I said I would post something for every day — I didn’t say (necessarily) that I would post it on THAT day. So… I’m catching up on the ridiculous goal. You know the one. So grab a bowl of cereal (or whatever you prefer to munch on), and get ready for a short trip to Pigeon Forge, Tennessee.

The other day on a trip to Belterra I noticed this incredible sign in front of some business establishment. It read:
4 SALE – LIVE BAIT – PROM DRESSES

I thought it was rather funny… but hey, Jesus saves bears, and that made me smile too. =)

a short road trip

I’ll have a few road-trip photos to show tomorrow, but today I’m sharing something else. Because I’m not really here. By the time you read this, I’ve already left, and may even be back home.

I said I would post something for every single day of the year, and I’ve done that since 1/1/12. I hate myself more each day for making such a goofy goal because some days, I simply don’t have anything to share. Like today for example. The only thing I have to talk about today is another movie and the fact that my hair isn’t purple anymore.

We Bought a Zoo is a cute movie that was fun watching at home, but I’m glad I didn’t go to a theatre to watch. The cool story behind the story is that the movie is based on a real life zoo-purchase adventure (Dartmoor Zoological Park). I thought some of the dramatic events were a bit overdone, but Maggie Elizabeth Jones is the cutest little girl on the planet. Except for Coco who is MUCH cuter. And smarter.

We Bought a Zoo is better than watching Nancy Grace for the 2nd or 3rd time in one night, and especially beats the towing reality shows, the storage unit buy-out shows, and any show based on female hog chasers. It’s cute, will make you smile, and just maybe plan a trip to the zoo.

In other news… my hair isn’t nearly as purple anymore. Why, washing with a couple bottles of little dishwashing liquid and you can barely tell it was ever purple at all!

happy freaking tax day

I paid my taxes yesterday, even thought the real deadline this year is today, 4/17/12. I guess that’s why today looks a bit brighter to me… a bit PINKER than yesterday. Happy freaking tax day, everyone. I hope Uncle Sam smiled upon you. Because he hates me. With a passion. Obviously.

But it is spring… and tomorrow will be even better.

video everything to save memories

As soon as I saw the photo above pop across my screen upon download from my camera, I had a long-time-ago prom memory zap into my head. I haven’t been to a prom in over 30 years, and it’s interesting that this one memory was still lingering around in the ole’ brain. I still find it funny, and here’s what I recall…

One of my good friends arrived at the school in lovely formal attire with her date. The second she stepped inside the darkened gym, a blinding, bright light illuminated the whole darned place! BLINDING. LIGHT. Her father was videotaping her grand entrance. His camera’s light was so bright, all eyes flashed toward HIM (trying to figure out what was causing this invasive action) — and then to her, (trying to see what was so incredibly awesome it deserved the attention). I remember the spotlight, and the cords that trailed behind her Dad’s every step. I remember my friend was embarrassed.

If Mr. Prom Dad didn’t have the video converted at some point, I seriously doubt there is a device available today to view his movie creation. It makes me wonder… what happens to all the incredible movies that my Mom and Perry are creating of Coco if their Blackberry Play Book’s format becomes outdated?

And no, neither of them will be videotaping Colette’s school prom (at least not inside anyway). NO. It’s embarrassing, and some memories are supposed to be a bit more private.