Nothing new, my friends

I guess I can't say there's nothing new going on, since I am baking dog food in my kitchen for my neighbor for a profit. But other than that, we've just been here.

Okay, well, actually, we did spend Labor Day weekend in San Antonio with my sister and her husband. He has a sweet hookup in that his company bought a boat and they can take it out on the nearby Canyon Lake whenever they want. We had a really great time riding in the boat on the lake. I have never water skied or wakeboarded before, and wasn't about to start to try in my pregnant condition, but we did go on the tube (my sister and her husband do wakeboard and water ski, and it was fun to watch). Aubrey had some inital hesitation about going on the tube, but she was convinced fairly easily by her aunt, and then had a blast hanging on while the boat pulled her along. I went with her and so we were going kind of slow so we didn't bounce around too much, and Aubrey get saying, "get off mom! get off! I want to go faster!" She went several times, and she laughed and smiled the whole time. I was surprised she was so brave, and I was glad she tried something new and enjoyed it. Andrew on the other hand, did not enjoy being in a lifejacket and fell asleep as to avoid the entire day on the lake. My mom's magical touch kept him sleeping the whole time we were on the boat. Thanks mom! And thanks Linds and Ritchie for a great weekend!

This was the only time he was happy. After this shot, he proceeded to cry until his grandma somehow got him to sleep.


Aubrey and Lindsay before their tube ride.


This is our tube ride. You might not be able to see, but Aubs really was smiling and laughing the whole time, like I said, and trying to get me to fall off so they could go faster.


Also recently, I broke down and cut Andrew's hair on the top. I took this picture of him shortly after and as I was downloading them, I cracked up because he looks like a maniac. But I thought it was so funny, this punk kid picture of him. I had to cut the really really long wispy strands of his hair, because they were getting too long. Almsot to his eyes if I combed them straight forward. It's still not perfect, but hey, it's hard to get a wiggly baby still enough with one hand while you trim away with the other. So I'm satisfied for now.


And now, for the moment you've all been waiting for. Yes, it's true. I have become a dog food chef extraordinaire. Nevermind that I don't have any pets at home. I have been the caretaker of several pets over the years, but when you have two, almost three small children, let's face it, you don't need anymore mayhem. But I have a very nice neighbor who our family really likes whose business it is to pet sit and also on the side, she makes doggie treats. Well, she's going to a dog show pretty soon and needs these doggy treats mass produced to sell at the show. So she asked me, and since I am home anyway, I figured I could help her out and make some money doing it. That is why my counter space is getting slowly covered up by Peanut Butter Dog Cookies and Parmesan Patties. It's not a bad job, really, except that my thumb is going numb from pushing a cookie cutter down about 2400 times. (I'm not kidding. I've done 300 cookies 8 times). They are all made from natural ingredients and actually smell pretty good baking. So, it's funny that I'm making my foray into doggie gourmet treats. This just goes to show what lengths I will go to to keep myself busy. Stay tuned for the other exploits I find myself in.

Well, for someone who had nothing to say, I sure did blog quite a bit. Oh well, it was time, wasn't it?