She makes me happy

I’ve been grumpling around way too much for the past few days, so to turn it all around, here is a new video of Lucy Lu in all of her 13-month-but-really-almost-14-month glory. Too bad I can’t watch because You Tube’s blocked at work.

I’m not grumpling! I swear, I’m not!

Untitled from Megan and Vimeo.

Updated: Vimeo is the most awesome of all new internet applications. Why?! Because it’s not blocked at my office! Yipee!

Oh, and in more randomness, after I made this Simpson’s avatar for The Mara’s birthday, I was told it looked NOTHING like her and why did I put a picture of a deer on her shirt. Ummm, it’s Santa’s Little Helper, HELLO!

Anyway, because apparently even though I have bitten off way to much than I can chew in most areas of my life right now, I can still find the time to make Simpson’s avatars for everyone I know. So, let me introduce the Peters-Simpsons.


Simpsons Peters

My mother-in-law is right, I have too much time on my hands.

The Mara Gets a Little Older

Tomorrow my faithful reader The Mara turns 24-years-old. In honor of this big birthday, I thought I’d write a little poem, lymric you might say, to accompany some images of dear, sweet The Mara.

At the Moro House
When we met, we were young and dumb,
partying through the night.

Old School
You always had the cutest haircuts,
your hair even used to be light.

St. Pattys
We’d go out in Manhattan all of the time,
especially on holidays.

Green Beer
We’d drink so much, get sick sometimes,
laughing all the way.

Licking
Your tongue, my dear, is so very long,
you love to stick it out.

Christmas 2006
When we get famous I’ll sell these pictures to E!
you will probably scream and shout.

Mara and Lucy
You a great Auntie to my little one,
even though you were scared she’d be hairy.

Mara and Baby Lucy
She loves you to death, laughs when she sees you,
even though you can sometimes be scary.

Mara Simpson
Happy birthday to you, you live in a zoo,
you look like a monkey and you smell like one too.

The. End.

Proof I did more than read Harry Potter this weekend

Not much more, mind you, but I did manage to remove myself from my bedroom long enough to attend my niece and nephews’ last baseball games of the summer. It wasn’t too hot, so I tried to run around and take random pictures. Problem was, I had this little, loud appendage (see: Lucy) running around ignoring everything I said and just repeating “doggie! doggie!” over and over again, making it difficult to get any good shots. Also, my sister’s kids have been expertly trained to stop whatever they are doing when they see a camera, and smile. A big “CHEESE!” smile.

Tyler
This is my nephew Tyler. He likes dirt. Can you tell?

Sloan
I caught my niece, Sloan, a bit offguard for this shot. I don’t think she expected to turn around and find a camera up her nose.

Dylan
This is my nephew, Dylan’s, back. It looks almost identical to Tyler’s back, except it says Dylan. Maybe they should always wear their baseball uniforms…would make life much easier for me.

Dylan and Tyler
This is Dylan and Tyler. Or Tyler and Dylan. I’m not sure.

Watching the Game
Tyler watching the game intently. Or plotting world domination. Or smelling his hat.

Cheetahs
Sloan’s team did a little cheer after the game. I asked my sister if the boys had a team cheer as well, so I could get some shots of that. “No,” she said. “They just run around the bases and get dirty.” Boys.

Ben and Tyler
Point taken.

Cousins
These are my cousins that were in town from Chicago. The blonde-ness was overwhelming.

Little Runaway
“Mom, seriously, you’re so embarrassing. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some dirt to eat.”

Lulu in the Morning

My very lovely husband emails videos of Lucy to me on those mornings when I’m grumpy or don’t feel like working. I’m really only posting to see if I can with the new software. And because everyone needs a little Lulu in the morning.

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P.S. You must have the Quicktime Player installed on your computer to view. To install a free version of the player, click here. It’s legit, I promise.

Steve & Allison’s Wedding, Debauchery Addition

So, where are all of the outakes from the wedding? All of the party pics?

Why, here, of course! In their uncensored, un-Photoshopped glory!

Event #1: Cocktail Hour

Us
What a cute couple!

Brothers
Wait, something’s different about this one….

Kissing
OK, this is getting out of hand! We’re not in Arkansas, boys!

Grabby Hands
What’s a wedding party without inappropriate sibling chest grabbing?

Geez
And then the siblings thought their significant others (and Alan, Steve’s brother) felt left out. Poor us. Wait, they have an idea! Let’s take a picture where we all hop on each other’s backs! It will be so awesome! Or not. I’m going with not.

Ladle
Then it’s time to go home and eat some chicken salad with a ladle. Because that’s how we roll.

Event #2: The Wedding

Screaming
“I want chicken salad! I want a ladle! I want to dominate the world! Damn the man, save the Empire!”

Event #3: Baby is with the Grandparents, So Let’s Break it Down!
Lee Sings
Eeevery rose has it’s thorn. Just like eeevery night, has it’s daaaa-aaawn. Just like eeevery cowboy, sings a sad sad song. Eeevery rose, has it’s thooorrn.”

Trent Dances
Trent busts a move, and almost busts his ass.

Dancing Continued
They’re break-dance fighting. Practicing to be future contestants on “So You Think You Can Dance.”

Parents
It’s, like, 11 o’clock! Party animals! Now, where is my bed?

Duet
A rousing rendition of “I Think We’re Alone Now” by Tiffany.

Mamas
“I think we’re alone now, there doesn’t seem to be anyone ah-rou-ound.”

In-Laws
Drunk enough to take a photo together, not so drunk that we both can’t look just a little awkward about it.

Hairy
At the Scott Peters Center For Children Who Can’t Read Good And Wanna Learn To Do Other Stuff Good Too, we teach you that there’s more to life than being really, really good looking.

Thanks to Erin for all of the great shots!
Erin and Scott

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