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Crafty by nature, she takes on a lot of unique projects and enjoy seeing the end result. She loves to cook and try new techniques to turn ordinary into extraordinary. She also enjoys doing reviews and giveaways for products she or her family would willingly use and can stand behind. When she’s not refereeing kids, dogs and cats, she loves to write, hence the reason she decided to start her little blog, and because she never got a baby book to mark milestones, this was the next best thing.
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As if her hands weren't full enough, 8 years later she and her husband added Little Dude through adoption, adding a whole new dimension (of crazy) to their family and even more sleepless nights.
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Wordless or Wordful or Wordy or Wordish – feel free to link up:Īfter 20+ years in the Corporate World and years of infertility, Stacy was surprised when Princess Nagger made her miraculous appearance - deciding to forgo the career and stay home was a no-brainer. Just for fun, here’s the theme song that’s been going through my head ever since: Hopefully he and his fugitive girlfriend will decide this neighborhood isn’t worth the effort.
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The COPS song kept running through my head…Īfter apprehension and the dude barfing on the street (you’re welcome for not sharing that image) plus witness statements and paperwork, the bad guy was hauled off to jail. And hopefully this kind of a situation is a one-time occurrence. Now we get one per month who ignore the signs, vs. The hubby thought this shot was quite ironic – he put No Trespassing signs on the trees out front to thwart door-to-door salespeople who seem to enjoy swarming on this area. We hadn’t gotten around to replacing the bad boards on that side fence that divides our backyard from the neighbor’s backyard, the bad guy running into them and knocking them out will expedite that replacement. The shirtless dude is an off-duty police officer who lives in our neighborhood – he’s helping another uniformed officer get the prowler on his feet after a third guy (not shown) chased him down and subdued him after the perp crashed through the side yard fence into our backyard. Initially there was one police car, a fire truck and the fire medic before three more police cars showed up as the fire truck and medic departed: Then my thoughts turned to “Whew! He’s OK!” and “Cool! He’s taking pictures so I’ll be able to share them!” I was greatly relieved as I approached closer to see my hubby standing perfectly fine amongst them, taking pictures like a paparazzo. My mind raced from heart attack, to maybe an out of control car careened down the street and ran him over in our driveway, as I tried to figure out where my hubby was.Īs I slowly approached the congregated neighbors, I’m looking all over to see if there was any evidence of foul play or if my hubby was laying on the ground somewhere, my eyes darting back to the group of neighbors who nodded in greeting – but none of them came rushing over to offer any condolences or fill me in, so I took that as a semi-good sign.
I have to say, when I came outside through the garage (and the opposite side of the house where there’s another gate in our back fence), when I saw the congregated police cars and fire truck and medic truck, my first thought was something had happened to my hubby.