Wordless Wednesday

Fiesta

As you know this past Sunday was Cinco de Mayo. An excuse to drink margaritas and eat Mexican food. The family got together for our own fiesta. Complete with a pinata. The kids couldn't wait for us to get there to do that. (Sad face)

I could kick myself for not taking more pictures but I did get this one of the table. Just look at that delicious spread. Refried beans, enchiladas, tacos, rice, and some sort of soup/sauce thing that was A-mazing, the sistas new boyfriend is a chef he brought that. 

 

 

And of course a glamour shot of the cup cakes.  

Didn't you know taking pictures of food is more important that taking pictures of you family. Maybe it because it stays put while you try and find good light. And it will never think of you as the person with the camera who always want your photo.

Mrs. AJ

Last year there was a pair of Red Tails nesting in the big pine in the front yard. They are back again this year. We refer to them and Mr. and Mrs. AJ. My MIL started calling hawks AJ and it kinda stuck. Get it AJ Hawk from the Green Bay Packers. Yeah I know…

Bruce and Christmas are too big of fatties for the hawks to bother with. Now the in-laws purse dog Ninny, well he’s a different story.  

Wordless Wednesday

A quilty blog that I follow used to do a wordless Wednesday post every week. Just photos. I thought I would give it a try. More motivation to get out there and use the camera. 

Here are some shots from the garden. 

Bruce is Molting

He's a mess. He looks like he has permanent bed head.

I just want to ketch him and pull out all his loose feathers. 

Mr. B won't let me. Probably because he would have to help.

Hopefully in a few weeks he is back to his regal self. 

Runner 5293

Saturday was my big debut. I participated in my first run. I ran, yes ran there was no walking, the Crazy Legs Classic in Madison. Me, the person who used to hate running and thought those people be crazy, completed an 8k.  That’s five miles people!

I ran it with a few friends, although it was decided that we didn’t have a problem leaving the others behind or be the one left behind. We would meet up at the finish. And that we did.

It was the best feeling rounding the corner and entering Camp Randal Stadium to finish on the 50 yard line and to see Mr. B standing there waiting for me.  

My goal was to complete it in under an hour. I came in at 49minutes 41 seconds.  Much better than what I thought I would do. 

Happy Monday

On our morning commute today something flew off the utility truck ahead of us and smashed into the windscreen.

Poor Giselle.

Not what I wanted to deal with Monday morning.