Yes, another BBQ in my back yard. You would think we lived out there. Well, we do. We are not exciting people, you see. Jim got a new BBQ for Father's Day. A big boy BBQ! He wanted steak. I got a little planter pot for my herbs (not for Father's Day, just because I'm so cool), which currently consists of only chives because I killed the basil, cilantro and dill. Oops. So, here is a little photo entourage of the silly and somewhat psychotic little life that I live:
#1 Jim and Bill presenting "Esther". I name everything, even the BBQ.
#2 My lovely chives.
#3 Did I mention my stepson was in drama?
#4 Checking to make sure it's still there, I guess.
#5 Can you taste it?
#6 Trying to explain these two? Forget it.
#7 It's Peanut Butter Jelly Time, apparently.
#8 Peanut Butter Jelly Time is getting out of hand.
#9 Photoshoots wear them out.
hahaha!!!
ReplyDeleteGREAT pictures!
I love photo essays! :)
Matt says next time there's going to be BBQ'ing, crotch grabbing and beer drinking to kindly invite him to such an event.
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Annie - tell Matt not to fret, there will be plenty of that on the 14th!! Looking forward to taking lots of pics of you all in which to expose on the internet! :-D
ReplyDeleteYou are ONE LUCKY GIRL!!
ReplyDeleteYou get "lucky" out THIS post? Hehe...that's funny. But yes, I am a lucky girl. My boys take good care of me. When you have the grown one doing yard work and the young one doing dishes - all while you are drinking a beer with your feet up on the coffe table watching 'Scrubs' - yes, you are indeed a lucky girl. ;-)
ReplyDeleteYou didn't name da chives!
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