Welcome Baby Brenna!

Lil' Brenna Mae entered our lives Tuesday September 25th. She weighed a whopping 8lbs 11ozs and was 21 inches long. Aside from her other family members, who think she's the cat's meow; her big brother could not be prouder.

This precious little girl was referred to as 'Big Bertha' for the past 6 months because she was measuring in the 90th percentile. We thought it would be hard to break that habit once she was here but honestly it was not even a descriptor we thought of once we saw her pretty little face. Welcome Baby Brenna! Your cousins (and Auntie Cj) can't wait to spoil you.

Rain Dance

Who Would You Like To Be Today?

I'm convinced the reason Facebook doesn't die is the fact that it gives some people the opportunity to persuade the rest of us that their lives are exciting, important, and happy. Like we give a rats ass. I'm not saying everyone does this but you can pick out the ones that do. When every other day you see the same, Life is SOOOOO good post a red flag goes up that says, Wow. She must be miserable to be overcompensating to that degree. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe she really is that high on life. I'm easily annoyed at my FB friend who religiously rubs her running distances in my face and constantly posts where she is golfing each day. We get it; you are a good golfer. Get over yourself bitch. Or what about the dude trying to reinvent himself as a cowboy to cover up the fact that his home life is a complete farce and his wife is a crazy old pot head. And what about the pictures of all the women in their shorts and cowgirl boots? Seriously?  You went out in public looking like that? You are over forty. Go shopping FFS!

All I'm saying is there are a lot of people making up stuff, making themselves look like something they're not. In addition to a "like" button I wish FB would add a "BS" button. Then we could all call a spade, a spade and be over it without making a big deal about ticking somebody off.