I found this web site called "Wordle" where you can plug in your blog URL and create "word clouds" - it basically gives greater prominence to the words that appear more frequently in your blog posts.
If you have a blog of your own, try it!
Erin recently tagged me in her Monday meme post. The rules were this:
1. go to your documents/pictures
2. go to your 6th file.
3. go to your 6th picture.
4. blog about it.
5. tag 6 people to do the same.
6. smile (Erin added this to keep with the "Six" theme, ain't she smaht?)
So here is my 6th picture:
It's about 7am and I have been awake for about an hour. The rest of the family is sound asleep. Hotels are not great for early risers when the rest of the family is asleep. I have been laying here silent for what seems to be an eternity. When will it end? Who knows.... So in the mean time I will share a few pics I took with my iPhone last night.
This place (red jacket-n.conway) is a real good place for families. We checked in yesterday at 3 and immediatly hit the waterpark. The park has 4 large waterslides, a wave pool, a basketball court set in a pool and a kiddy play area. We stayed at the park for about 3 hours and then went to the restaraunt for some food. The food was MEH but the convience of not having to leave the hotel made it acceptable. After dinner I took Mina and Will back to the pool while Wendy and Joelle relaxed in the room. Nice day.
If/when everyone wakes up we will hit the breakfast barfet (buffet) and then do another couple of hours in the waterpark.
After that we head to Meme and Pepe's house to pick up Beckett and head home for some Christmas decorating.
So there it is my first blog post from my phone.
So I found the most amazing place to pick your own blueberries. It's one of those "word of mouth" places. I'd tell you where it's located, but I can't- it's my little secret. If I tell you, then you'll go there and pick all of my blueberries!
This place is amazing. I felt like I was walking in Sonoma County, except instead of grapes I was surrounded by little berries of blue. Row after row after row of beautiful blueberry bushes, bordering a scenic cove, with little pin wheels made of soda cans scattered about (to scare off the birds I imagine).
I love finding places off the beaten path.
If you are good (and you give me a lot of money), I will tell you where it is. Maybe...
WARNING-This may only be funny to me!
Last night was the rain date for the Portsmouth Fireworks. Our neighbors invited us on their boat to watch the festivities from the Harbor. I grabbed Will and we boarded the boat around 7. We filled the 2 hours before the show with a BBQ, some fishing, crab traps and a little photography. While taking pictures of the surroundings I could not help but notice a convertible sports car continuously passing on the road near the mooring. Every so often a gentleman would get out and take a look at his car and then move on. Finally after about 6 or 7 passes he started shooting.....photo's...
Now maybe it's me...but taking a picture of your car seems a little odd, especially if you had to cruise this particular piece of roadway for 20-30 minutes waiting for the sun to set just right....
Back to the car...I made a comment to my neighbor Al while this was happening that I could only understand what he was doing if he had a lady friend in the car and he was actually taking a picture of her in the car...but after carefully studying this picture I determined that he was solo..
BUT WAIT..now there are two in the car and they are both are men (not that there is anything wrong with that) .In my wildest dreams I couldn't see this happening with any one of my friends. If I even suggested this type of photo opp. they would have immediately revoked my Man Card. (after reviewing the previous photos I determined that the passenger had "ducked" down to avoid being in the photo).
I think I am going to go take a picture of our Mini Van to see "how it feels"...maybe I am missing out on someting??
I came home today after visiting Erin (aka Auntie Camera) to find my husband ensconced in a blanket fashioned into a cape. I didn’t think too much of it until we started to get into a discussion and found that I just couldn’t stop looking at his man-cape. After a good giggle, he pronounced with great gayness that he really enjoyed his cape and thought it was very practical. Unfortunately he wouldn’t let me take his picture, but I will give you the visual:
-W
A lot of people say that a man's best friend is his dog. Not me. (Jack is alright) I love my sawzall. Together there is nothing we can't accomplish. Yesterday we decided to throw away a piece of furniture we bought at the mill store a few years ago. It was a 6.5 feet tall corner tv stand. I dreaded taking it out and taking it to the dump...so I didn't. I grabbed my trusty friend and within 10 minutes the piece was reduced to a pile of scrap wood.
Next on a man's favorite lists is FIRE. After the sun went down I took what was left of the furniture and made a bon fire. We (kids and neighbors) huddled around the smoldering TV stand for 2 hours last night. It was a good time had by all.
The scorched earth you see in this picture is whats left of the trusty furniture. Better than hauling it to the dump.
