Family BlissLogs

The boys start a new Summer Day Camp tomorrow and have to start taking a lunch every day. We were making tomorrows lunch when I realized how pathetic my fridge looks. Keep in mind, I went grocery shopping today and it still looks this pathetic. In my defense, the boys are only with me tonight, Monday and Tuesday night this week. The bachelor-esqe look of my fridge prompted me to do a little re-organization of it’s contents. Here is my before picture (forgive me for the picture quality as my phone takes horrible pictures):

After we finished making their lunch and me moving stuff out of drawers and onto shelves, here is what it looks like now:

There is stuff on the top shelf in both pictures, the glare from the lights is just cloaking them. The top shelf has eggs, butter, olives and onion. I’m sure it will look like the before picture again in a couple days, but this realization may prompt me to get more refridgerated items during my next grocery excursion.

If you remember, Parker had a little trouble watching hockey on SportsCenter a while back. Well, he’s at it again. Last night, he and his brothers with up in Seth’s room watching a movie. (Or so we thought) A game of Hide-and-Seek broke out and yada yada yada . . .

Apparently, one of the twins weren’t watching where they were going and Parker’s cheek hit Casey’s head. Casey fell down from the contact, but Parker got the worse of it. This picture was taken after the swelling went down a little bit.

You fly from St. Louis to New Orleans to enjoy a fun weekend at JazzFest only to wonder if there is a curb under all that water. . .

A thought crosses your mind that you need shoes that have soles thick enough to keep you out of the water rushing down the street. . .

What? You mean it’s legal to walk down the street and drink alcohol here? Where’s my margarita?. . .

Oh. . . Is that what happens when you drink too much on the streets?. . .

Let’s just pose in front of that big Viking head. . .

My husband would love that outfit. I’ll take 2. . .

These were the thoughts and images from Brandy and Tara’s trip to New Orleans this weekend. I’m looking forward to what they come across tomorrow. Stay tuned.

This post was originally made on January 31 in my blogspot blog, but I’ve had a request to repost it in one of my current blogs, so here ya go.

My son had his first hockey injury a couple days ago. That’s the short story. If you want details, well. . . I was watching Sports Center the other morning. My son saw the highlights for hockey and got excited. He started running toward the tv and tripped about 2 feet away from the tv. As he went down, his mouth hit the tv. His tooth is still there, it is just pushed up into his gums. He cried a lot less than I would have if it happened to me.