#38/365--Lauren's White Trash

((My kids have an incredible sense of humor!!))

#37/365--Public Service Announcement

Grown-ups have tantrums, too.  And, thus, here is mine.

I have lived here...

...for almost 5 years.  As you notice, I have a corner home, which means a bigger, private yard.  And also, a private side yard.  And also, a green belt between myself and the neighbor in the next set of townhomes.

The green belt isn't MINE.  It's a great place, however, for the kids to play--Mikey and his friends, especially, LOVE it for the spacious area in which they can play multiple sports.

Unfortunately, the entire neighborhood seems to think this is the place they can come and use as the "community doggie toilet."  When I say, "the place," I don't just mean the green belt.  They also feel free to use my private, side yard. 

Forgive me. 

 Isn't it a common courtesy to pick up after your dog in a public place? 

In addition, one would think it is also a common courtesy to pick up after your dog in a private lot.

In the nearly five years I have resided here, this has been an issue.  There have been poopy soles of shoes.  I have scooped numerous bags of poop not belonging to my doggie.  In the summer, as the hot, Texas sun heats up the multiple piles of excrement, the aroma is not pleasant.

When I arrived home from church this afternoon, and saw the pile of poop by the sidewalk leading up to my front door--on my private, side yard--the straw finally broke the camel's back.  Out loud, to no one, and very loudly, I stated, "Please scoop your dog's poop!!"  And just in case my animal-loving neighbors didn't hear my plea...

If you, too, are an animal lover, and have a pet all your own, please take something away from my tantrum today.  Please carry a plastic bag with you.  Please scoop your dog's poop.  Thank you.

#36/365--Snowy Sandy and Lunch

My dog loves the snow as much as I do.  She's been outside more times than I can count!  You can see the snow on her muzzle from sniffing around in it...

...and then...the snow melted...mostly.  I braved the slush and went to lunch with some sweet friends...

...Yummy food, good conversation, beautiful afternoon!

#35/365--Footprints in the Snow

It's just Sandy and me here at my house.  Kids are with their dad.  I'm just a little bit bummed about that.  But needless to say, I'm thrilled about the snow.  It's beautiful.  It makes me so happy.  I just look at that blanket of white and it makes me feel so clean.  So peaceful.  So young.  It's snow, people.  Breaks my heart to hear people saying, "please stop snowing!"  It's winter.  It's suppose to snow in the winter.  I want tons of it.  Feet upon feet of it.  But since I can't have feet upon feet of it...how about some footprints in it?

Happy Snow Day! :)



#34.5/365--Boredom, or, More Fun at Target

#34/365--Deep Freeze

#33/365--Ice Day, Part 2, Randomness

After "rolling power outages," our tv no longer worked...

"Snowball Soup"

(no, really, it's hot chocolate with marshmallows...)

Our street

What we had for dinner because we had to get out of the house

(for the record, it was a little scary, but not too bad out on the streets)

Oh...and there's this one...just some random cuteness.