"A MAN AND HIS TURKEY"

THAT'S RIGHT PEOPLE GETTCHA EYES FULL OF THE TURKEY!! KILLED TODAY BY NONE OTHER THAN MY MAN HAROLD , THE KIDS WERE JUST EXTRAS FOR THE PHOTO SHOOT.

HIS WEIGHT,THE TURKEYS, WAS 23 1/2 POUNDS AND HAD A 9 1/2 INCH BEARD!

WOW!! WHAT A MORNING!

I WAS SO PROUD OF HIM, A LITTLE ENVIOUS BECAUSE I WANTED TO GO, BUT NONTHELESS PROUD.

THERE ARE COPY RIGHT LAWS SO DONT TRY TO PRINT THIS OFF AS YOUR OWN!

WHAT "FUN" IT IS TO HAVE GREAT FRIENDS!

LAST NIGHT WAS MY FRIEND ALY BURTNETTS LITTLE PRINCESS BIRTHDAY!! IT WAS SO SWEET AND SPECIAL THAT SHE THOUGHT ENOUGH OF US TO INVITE US. WE WENT TO THE RAINFOREST CAFE. YOU TALK ABOUT A BUNCH OF MONKEYS!!
OUR WAITER GOT A LITTLE DISCOURAGED (WHO WOULDN'T WITH A TON AND A HALF OF KIDS AND PARENTS ALIKE) BUT IT ALL WENT GREAT!
THANKS ALY FOR A GREAT EVENING.
5 THINGS I LIKE ABOUT MY FRIENDS:

1. THEY ARE EASY PEOPLE TO BE AROUND AND PLEASE.
2. THEY ARE WHO THEY ARE, NO PRETENDING (THANK GOODNESS) I'M NOT GOOD AT THAT!
3. THEY ARE OK WITH NO GIFTS FOR KIDS BIRTHDAY PARTIES! (THAT ONES FOR TIFF)
4. THEY LAUGH AT MY STUPID STUFF.
5. THEY DON'T MAKE ME DRESS UP!

MY FUNNY LITTLE BOY

THE OTHER NIGHT I WAS WATCHING AMERICAN IDOL, MY FAVORITE SHOW, AND I REALIZED I STILL HAD MY BRA ON SO , LIKE I USUALLY DO I TOOK IT OFF AND JUST LAID IT IN THE FLOOR. MY SON CAME IN LATER AND PICKED IT UP AND SAID " MOMMY YOU NEED TO TAKE YOUR BOOBIES IN THERE IN YOUR BEDROOM." MY HUSBAND WAS WALKING INTO THE ROOM AT THE TIME AND JUST TURNED AROUND AND WALKED OUT. I TOLD MY SON "YES I DO."
LIFE BEFORE HUNTER: QUIT, PRIVATE, BUT NOT AS FUNNY
HE IS FULL OF HIMSELF ALL THE TIME. HE TRYS HARD TO BE FUNNY AND USUALLY IS SUCCESSFUL AT IT.
I CALL HIM LIL' SHANN, WHICH IS MY BROTHERS NAME. MY BROTHER HATES IT BECAUSE I CALL HIM THAT WHEN HE'S BEING A PUNK. HUNTER HATES IT BECAUSE HE SAYS HIS NAMES NOT SHANN IT'S "HUNNER"
THIS MORNING HE WANTED HIS SISTER TO OPEN THE DOOR FOR HIM AND WHEN SHE DIDN'T (BECAUSE SHE WAS AFRAID OF GETTING INTO TROUBLE) HE PROCEEDED TO KICK HER UNTIL SHE STARTED CRYING. HIS LEG WASN'T THE SAME AFTER THAT. I PULLED OUT "THE FRANNIE" THAT'S MY MOMS NAME AND WHEN I WACK THE FIRE OUT OF HIM IT REMINDS ME OF HER AND MY BROTHER SHANN> THE USED TO BE PUNK.
I GUESS IF WE THOUGHT ABOUT IT WE ALL HAVE A LIL' SHANN IN US.

BLOGGING

OK, IF I CAN EVER FIGURE THIS ALL OUT I THINK I WILL LIKE IT.
I USED TO MAKE FUN OF "BLOGGERS" BUT I GUESS I CAN'T NO MORE.
I TOLD MY BROTHER I STARTED ONE AND HE SAID "WHY" I SAID "BECAUSE I'M ALWAYS THINKING OF STUFF SO WHY NOT WRITE IT DOWN FOR OTHERS TO COMMENT ON."
I HAVE DECIDED TO POST SOME OF MY FAVORITE RECIPES ON IT TOO. HOPEFULLY I'LL GET SOME BACK.
I WILL GET SOME PICTURES ON HERE SOON, IF I CAN FIGURE IT OUT.

BLOGGING