Has Anyone Seen My Snow Shovel???

So far this season, the shovel has been irrelevant at my house. An unknown saint has been plowing my driveway after every storm and it's never really snowed enough to worry about shoveling the back deck. Until last night... Poor Tucker had to go to the bathroom and there was too much snow for him to plow through on his own. I went to get the shovel, but it seems to be playing an elaborate game of hide-and-seek. I'm afraid it might be buried underneath the snow in the backyard somewhere... Alas, poor Tuck had to tromp through the snow all by himself. Say it with me now... "Aww, Poor Tucker!!!" (yes I know this is bordering on animal cruelty, but I really can't find the shovel!)















On a serious note, I have no idea who the wonderful person is who keeps shoveling my driveway, but all I can say is THANK YOU!!! There hasn't been a snow storm yet this season when I haven't come home to find my driveway already cleared. I don't know who you are, but thanks for taking such a huge load off my shoulders! I live in the best neighborhood!!!

Oops...

A month or so ago, I posted a Tag I had received from my friend Noelle. In it I was asked to list four friends I had as a child that I still keep in touch with. To my dismay, I could only think of two. That's apparently where I went wrong. I neglected to mention my best friend's husband Brent. I knew Brent when he was friends with my older sister in high school. Brent brought to my attention that he used to babysit me. It's true. So, my dear friend Brent, without further adieu, I now promote you from a friend I can't remember, past merely fourth place, and slide you comfortably into position as the third friend I knew as a child and still keep in touch with! Thanks so much for claiming as your friend and for taking good care of friend #2. Love you! :)

P.S. Am I forgiven now?? :)

P.S.S. You can check out Brent & Lori's blog at countdowntohomecoming.blogspot.com (there's also a link on my blog); it's a sweet blog about their journey to bring home their three beautiful babies from Haiti.

Crossing The Pond

It occurred to me that I've posted a few pictures of Paris, but none of London, which was my favorite place. Let's rectify that now shall we?










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This bad boy is the London Eye. It's basically a REALLY big ferris wheel that you stand in and shows you London from heights way too high for me to be comfortable with. An interesting thing about the Eye, unless someone is getting on that is disabled, it NEVER STOPS. I was only a little disconcerted about that, until I realize that the Eye is built coming out of the Thames River. That's when full panic set in. I'm an okay swimmer, but judging by the looks of the river, I don't think I would have stood a chance if I'd gone for a swim. :) Luckily, there were no mishaps as I took a deep breath and jumped, literally, for my life. Although, I'm pretty sure I heard a chuckle from one of the "guards" that was there to "ensure my safety". Apparently I looked as scared as I felt...

Claustrophobic and afraid of heights. Good Tia, really good....