Mud.

6 days to New Zealand!

I fear my luggage bag is not big enough. Did I tell y'all that my last bag ripped a one foot seam on the trans-Pacific flight to Japan? Serious. Luckily my clothes were in those giant Ziploc bags (so that if the bag were to get rained on, the clothes wouldn't get wet. Also so the chances would go down of a security agent fondling my garments with his grubby hands.) and nothing fell out. So I bought a new one, though I'm not sure it's big enough. But the ones that are big enough are huge and I don't want a huge bag. Ugh. Whatever. I'm leaving the country! Woo-hoo!

Anyway.

This is a picture from when the fam was down here for the fourth. My uncle took my nephew for a four-wheeler ride and apparently went through the muddy creek bed. And mud got all over the nephew. He loved it.

Back!

Yes, yes, I know. It's almost been two months. An excuse, you say? Um. Just been blah about the blog world lately. But I have some new material for you. I'll start with the pictures here, and then perhaps later on down the road I'll fill you in on:
the time I almost got hit by lightning
the week I acquired 7 bruises
why I hate chlorine
why sunscreen is bad for you
and
my trip to New Zealand....AND Australia. Be jealous. :)

Sunset.

God rays.

Momma and newborn. No name for him yet...