One of these things is not like the other.

Little Dude.

He has been a cranky-pants for photo-taking sessions as of late.

It seems as if he ruins every picture by crying.

Every.

Single.

Time.

So, now, since I know you look forward to them so much, I present you with another song tribute.

Please.

Try and contain your excitement.

Thank you.

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"One of these things is not like the other"

"One of these things just doesn't belong"

"Can you tell which thing is not like the others?"

"By the time I finish my song"

"Did you guess which thing is not like the others?"

"Did you guess which thing just doesn't belong?"

"If you guessed this one is not like the others:"

"Then you are absolutely . . . right!"

Name that tv show.

The Lumberjack takes some Pictures

My Lumberjack.

Oh, how I love him.

But sometimes . . . sometimes he does things just to irk me.

Does anyone else have a husband like that?

Well, my husband thinks it is hysterical to take horribly unflattering pictures of me.

Then he shows me said pictures.

Then he laughs and laughs and says,

"You look so stupid!"

So, in honor of my husband, I would like to present a photo collage featuring some of his best captures of yours truly.

And what better way to present these horrific photos than to add words from one of my favorite songs.

Enjoy.

P.S.-Name that artist

P.P.S-Notice how I am not making any of these pictures large-sized for you.

If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife.

Go for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you

Don't let your friends tell ya you have no taste
go ahead and marry anyway

Her face is ugly her eyes don't match

take it from me she's a better catch

If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife

Go for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you

Dude 1:say man
Dude 2:hey man
Dude 1: I saw your wife the other day

Dude 2: Yeah
Dude 1: Yeah and Shes Ugly
Dude 2: Yeah shes Ugly but she sure can cook baby.

Dude 1: Yeah

P.P.P.S-I can't really cook either.

Good thing I have a sweet daughter like Daisy Mae to occasionally snap a picture of me . . .

otherwise I might have to feel self-conscious.

That Lumberjack.

He's grounded from the camera.

P.P.P.P.S-If you have never heard this song, click here to hear it.

Christmas Card Picture Drama

Oh, the dreaded Christmas card photo session.

I am convinced that it is impossible to get 4 children to all look decent at the same time for one photo.

One photo.

That's all I ask.

Oooooh.

Little Dude is furious.

Daisy Mae (white jacket) is attempting to help.

He is not having it.

Hmmmm.

Which one of these is not like the other?

Which one of these just isn't the same?

(Name that tv show)

Excuse me, Mr. Lumberjack.

If you are in the picture, we need a Lumberjill.

You know.

To complete the look.

Yes. 

Good idea.

Duck down.

Just hold him up.

Brilliant!

Whoopsies!

Where did Little Dude go?

There he is!

Shoot!

Lumberjack! 

I can see your hands . . .

Um . . .

And got it!

 

Clearly this is just not working out.

Yes!

Let's ask the nice stranger lady to take a picture of all of us.

Wave to the stranger lady, kids.

Now, stranger lady wanted get the creative juices flowin.'

So she suggests we all just look at each other.

Awkward.

Why would we want to do that?

Then she really wants to get creative and have the girls be up on the hill a little more.

Fine.

But then stranger lady makes a huge mistake.

I knew it was a mistake, because I consider myself an informed person.

Allow me to explain:

Last week, I was reading an article on "How to Look Good in Upcoming Holiday Photos."

Some suggestions they offered were:

*Smile naturally

*Turn to the side a bit, to make yourself appear leaner (I would take this one to heart)

* Do not allow the photographer to photograph from below you, as this will make you look larger.  Instead have photographer be slightly above or right in front.

Kind stranger lady must have not read this helpful article.

And when she bent down on one knee to take the picture, I knew that me, and my thighs, were doomed.

One word for you: chin(s)

*Please notice that my thighs are not visible*

*Also, please notice that I am donning my turqoise blue earrings, per usual"

 

We did settle on a fairly decent photo for our annual Christmas cards.

Rest assured, it is not one of them contained in this post.

Ten Things Thursday: Ten Things about My Husband

My husband is a man of rituals and routine.

Many things have remained unchanged about him over the past 11 years that I have known him.

Here are 10 things about my main man:

1)  The way he drinks coffee.  The coffee must be brewed really strong.  Then he take the biggest mug he can find and fills it just under 1/2 full of creamer. 

Yes, chocolate raspberry creamer. 

Why don't you people listen to me?

  It is the best creamer there is. 

Then he fills the rest of the mug with coffee.  Now, it is required that the mug of creamer with coffee sits on the counter for a good 10-15  minutes while he plays Mafia Wars on Facebook or takes a shower.  Then he will take one drink and go to something else. 

Then Handsome Dude sees the coffee.   Handsome Dude whines.  Lumberjack gives him a drink, much to the chagrin of his wife. 

Like Handsome Dude needs caffeine. 

Please. 

Then Lumberjack takes one huge gulp and let's Handsome Dude or Daisy Mae finish it.

2)  The way he eats cereal. 

There is a method that must not ever be messed with.

  First, he must fill a bowl with cereal.  If it is anywhere near the bottom of the box, he takes out the colander and pours the cereal in there so that absolutely no crumbs will enter his bowl.  He will always overfill the bowl.  Then he shapes the cereal in the bowl to fit more.  Then he pours in milk:  only 1% or 2% will do.  Then he reshapes the cereal.  Then he sprinkles about 4 tablespoons of sugar on the cereal.

3)  He will not ever go near sugared cereals.  Only plain Cheerios, Wheaties, Corn Flakes and such.  But he will only eat those after he adds about 4 tablespoons of sugar.

4)  He blows his nose in the shower. 

He says it saves on Kleenex.

I say . . . gross.

5)  He will not allow our children to be picky . . . but . . . he is the pickiest person I know.  He will only eat:

yogurt:  Yoplait, strawberry

ice cream: Tillamook strawberry, Dreyers Rocky Road, or Baskin Robbins chocolate chip

popcorn: Homestyle

soda: Pepsi

I must not buy him generic cereals, yogurt, ice cream, etc.  Also, he will not eat any tomato product that is not pureed, like in a tomato sauce, no onions, no cream cheese, no sour cream, no squash, and so on and so forth.

6)  What makes him the most happy in life?  If I buy him a new toothbrush.  He will hardly ever notice a clean house, that he has clean laundry, or if I bake cookies.  But if he finds a new toothbrush in the medicine cabinet . . . yup . . . best wife ever.

7)  He can work for 16 hours straight.  But if I try and "chat" with him for 10 minutes, he falls asleep.

I guess I shouldn't take it too personally . . .

I mean, the guy is kind of known for this.

But honestly . . .

"How rude."

(Name that Full House character)

It's a good thing he's so handsome.

8)  He would prefer not to smile in pictures.

Perhaps he feels it is a sign of weakness?

9) Then there is this photo:

Am I being mean for posting this?

A)  It is not fair because this photo was a candid moment.

B)  He does not usually react like that when dipping his toes in cold water.

C)  I cannot for the life of me figure out a clever way to incorporate this photo into my post.

But I really want to share it because I find it so humorous.

On the other hand, he did put Skittles down my pants on Sunday while I was trying to help Sweet Pea with her "Invention Convention" project.

So, I'd say we're even.

10)  Even though he acts all manly-man-lumberjack, he can get kind of goofy.

Do you not believe me?

Can you guess what he did at our wedding reception?

Did he:

A)  Lip Synch a song to me

B)  Dance for me

C)  Lip Synch a song and  dance for me