Showing posts with label Ben and Phil. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ben and Phil. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 27
Wordless Wednesday, with a twist!
Musical Chairs
Helen | MySpace Video
To clarify:
Yes, this is my wedding reception, and yes, we are playing musical chairs.
I'm in the one in the white dress. Andrew has a white shirt and a green tie. He's 'conducting'.
My mom is the one with the halter top dress and flowers, my dad has on the brown vest.
Matt is in a black shirt and white tie. Ben's in a blue shirt, Phil's in a white shirt, he's pretty obvious. Mark is recording.
=D
Matt won, btw.
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Friday, January 1
Big families mean more posts about them, right?
So, here at Oddity of Oddities (like it's some kind of important something or other, right?) Christmas posting is still going.
Yes, I realize it's 2010. Hello, New Year. I will blog about you, soon, I swear.
Yes, I realize that Christmas was a week ago.
Yes, I understand that you may or may not be interested in my in law's playing pool and being male.
No, I don't care about any of the above realizations/understandings.
Avast, me hearties! Brothers in law on the horizon!
More later, when I don't have to work... which is very limited this week, so yay!
Yes, I realize it's 2010. Hello, New Year. I will blog about you, soon, I swear.
Yes, I realize that Christmas was a week ago.
Yes, I understand that you may or may not be interested in my in law's playing pool and being male.
No, I don't care about any of the above realizations/understandings.
Avast, me hearties! Brothers in law on the horizon!
More later, when I don't have to work... which is very limited this week, so yay!
Wednesday, December 30
Christmas Pictures, again!
I have literally been sitting at the computer all day long, with this tab open, telling myself I am definitely going to post, I am, I am, I am...
And now it's 6 pm. I'm finally posting.
There's not much to tell you, really, besides how much I hate flying, and how much I wish going home meant walking across the road from Meg's to our apartment.
OH and go look at that link over there! The Lantana Ranch link! That's Leslie's new business venture: organic soaps, oils, candles and more!
Here's more pics:
Ben was Santa this year.
He handed out the presents and we open them one at a time.
We're all supposed to wait and watch the next person unwrap... but Mattie's not there yet, lol.
Not my best pic... but it has my roasting pan in it!!
Steve is EVIL with tape. In this picture, he torments Phil as Phil tries to unwrap one of his monstrosities.
(Shortly after this pic was taken, Phil used his teeth)
Heya, hot stuff <3
and Megum =D
Thursday, December 3
My Little Brother in Laws.
Ben and Phil are my little brothers in law.
They're both about 6' by now, and according to my sis in law (also, their sis in law) they're getting muscles!
*gasp*
I thought they were still 8...not 16 and 17...
They're both about 6' by now, and according to my sis in law (also, their sis in law) they're getting muscles!
*gasp*
I thought they were still 8...not 16 and 17...
Phil in the gray, arms crossed, with the necklace.
Ben is holding the little Asian girl, Leean.
Tuesday, October 20
I've decided that October can go NaBloWriMo itself.
I would like to give all you bacon lovers a word of warning:
Do not wash your hands and then get next to a very angry pan of bacon while your hands are still wet. It hurts a whole helluva lot more than just regular grease spatter, I promise. Want proof?

That's me, and my hand... and those three, odd-shaped red marks are blisters. Yes, BLISTERS. How often does one get burn blisters from spunky bacon grease?? Thankfully, they don't hurt much now and I heal fast.
In other notes, it appears that Ben has broken his wrist again. I think it's Phil...and here we are on the other side of the world. I realize that no, we're not really that far. But the differences in people, and culture, and lifestyles, and everything else between Tucson, AZ and Clarksville, TN might as well make it another country. Do you know how I found out, though?
Facebook. Megan posted something on Facebook. No one called to tell us, no one mentioned it, nothing. The same way no one in his family mentioned our anniversary, even thought they were all there... the same way I had to call and find out that the bun in Meg's oven is a Masen, not a Mia.
I do believe we have disappeared from their radar.
Do not wash your hands and then get next to a very angry pan of bacon while your hands are still wet. It hurts a whole helluva lot more than just regular grease spatter, I promise. Want proof?
That's me, and my hand... and those three, odd-shaped red marks are blisters. Yes, BLISTERS. How often does one get burn blisters from spunky bacon grease?? Thankfully, they don't hurt much now and I heal fast.
In other notes, it appears that Ben has broken his wrist again. I think it's Phil...and here we are on the other side of the world. I realize that no, we're not really that far. But the differences in people, and culture, and lifestyles, and everything else between Tucson, AZ and Clarksville, TN might as well make it another country. Do you know how I found out, though?
Facebook. Megan posted something on Facebook. No one called to tell us, no one mentioned it, nothing. The same way no one in his family mentioned our anniversary, even thought they were all there... the same way I had to call and find out that the bun in Meg's oven is a Masen, not a Mia.
I do believe we have disappeared from their radar.
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