scenes from the weekend

Lots of stealing sips of Dr. Pepper from Sam's 64 oz cup.

Sam, Mr. Brock, and JB surprised us by chopping up the logs from the oak tree that had been sitting in our yard since the hurricane. They are such manly men. 

Sweet Lydia. I love this child.

This is my brother. HOW ARE WE EVEN RELATED?! I mean really. He's just so cool.

WOL Lesson entitled Stupid Cupid. Great stuff.

Sonic for ACTS...it was golden hour. LOVE.

Conner captured my feelings about the night too.

Enjoying a cold drink on a humid summer night. 

All the pictures were taken on Sunday...the Bolands/Harris' came out to swim then we had ACTS after WOL that night. Not pictured? Army green toenails. Finishing Divergent (READ IT) & starting Insurgent. Midnight thunderstorms of epic proportions. FOOD. Sleep. Basically all my favorite things were combined this weekend.

I hope my readers had half as fun as I did this weekend.

hello monday {43}

{hello monday}

{hello sleeping in a little bit}

{hello wake up to the Woodley kiddios squeals while playing with Twig}

{hello breakfast and chores}

{hello driving around town with Dad}

{hello pizza and fruit for lunch}

{hello huge downpour}

{hello movie time with everyone}
{hello quick nap [i fell asleep for an hour!]}

{hello Miss Stephanie picking up the kids}

{hello dinner prep}

{hello dinner with the family & kitchen clean up}

{hello shower}

{hello Olympics}

{hello writing letters late into the night}

{hello late night reading}

{hello monday}

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let the games begin!

photo from my Tumblr

Here's to the Olympics, because let's face it: America is great and we will beast these games. Also: summer TV is boring and Michael Phelps & the rest of Team USA provides lots of entertainment. Amen? Amen.

Happy Friday readers! Join me in cheering on good ol' America for the next several days, mkay?

happy birthday big brother!

The most recent picture I have of him because I haven't seen him IN A MONTH. Tragic, I know.

He's my adopted brother, the big brother I always wanted. He's family to me because only my family can make me snort and Sam succeeds in doing that. In addition to making me choke on air, he draws insanely good with a talent that doesn't come from a teacher but a natural talent. He finds bracelets in the bathrooms of Barnes and Nobles and is always willing to text me late into the night. Arizona tea is an addiction to you. I'll never forget the time I asked you if you switched between contacts and glasses every time you went back to your cabin and you said yes and I laughed thinking you were joking. You weren't...that's just the kind of person you are.

Happy birthday big brother...I hope it's not too mushy to say I love you 'cause I do. You're the best big brother a girl could have and I'm sure you actual family agree! 

happy birthday rachel!

Yes, you've seen this picture before. 

This girl. Not only is she hilarious, gorgeous, hilarious, deep, and hilarious (did I mention that already?), but we like SO alike. Like, same thought trains & unpopular opinions, same outlooks on life and growing up, etc. What's really cool is we'll hear someone say a word and burst out into the exact same line of the song it reminded us of. I get her references, and she gets my totally off the wall ones. We have a little club, the fishies club, we were the first ones ready almost every day and spent our extra time out on the bench looking for our boys, and she has the most amazing voice hands down. We're currently writing an album dedicated to the GTAC bathrooms and it will feature her and her ukulele.

But we didn't always know each other this well. I honestly didn't know her at all before we walked in the doors of our cabin. She and I were bunkmates and instantly we struck up a deal: I could sit on her bed and not have to sit on the floor with all the frogs (yes, frogs) and I didn't even need to ask. She's great like that. Then, throughout the week, we grew close and haven't looked back since...she's my best friend now!

So happy birthday, Rachie! I love you!

adventures with the Waters

At least once during the summer we try to have the Waters out to swim...this year it seemed later than normal, but we remedied that with a sleepover and a beach day last Friday. Yeeaahhh, baby. I never laugh as hard or as much as I do when these kids are around.

Gran Jan took lots of pictures. I was proud of her.

Brock was a shark Clark & Garrison rescued the girls from. They underestimated how hard it would be to put him on the float.

Gran Jan on her throne.

See? Lots of laughs.

Turning the pool into the ocean.

Catching some rays.

We ended the afternoon with a cookout, complete with grilled corn on the cob, watermelon, and smores.

Summer love affair right here...I'd eat it every day if I could.

Goofballs.

I had three. No judging. Pea ess: ever eat a leftover smore cold?! DO IT. Tasty.

The boys spent the rest of the night using the sugar high from the smores to build one epic fort up in Clark's room while I snuck more smores in mah face parts and packed for the beach trip the next day. I joined them upstairs for a little midnight showing of Transformers 3 and we all crashed (Twig included) after lots of surpressed laughter.

Onto the beach. AKA SA's happy place.

About to cross over the bridge to the island.

We pulled into the parking lot and ran up to the beach, kicked off our shoes...

...and raced down to the shore. Even though I was beyond excited to go to my special place, my second home, I just watched as the boys & their cute little shadow Quinn leapt into the ocean with no fear. Here lately, I like watching people enjoy things more than I like doing them myself. I'm getting old, I know.

The ocean was ROUGH...we couldn't go in past our calves, but that didn't matter much since the waves were crashing so close to shore and we could float in on the swells. Bliss.

Quick break for lunch!

When did he grow up?!

Hauling the food up to the shelter.

I only ate half a box.

Daddio.

We ate in shifts, and at one point it was all the kids on the beach, waiting for our food to settle before we got back in the water. We had a blast people watching.

About mid-afternoon we left with lots of memories and sand in hidden places.

Brother & sister.

The girl cousins...we gotta stick together! 

Waterlogged and tired but oh so happy.

Goodbye beach. Until next time.

Our families have a tradition where we go to Dairy Queen on the way home, and since we went together we HAD to make a quick stop.

My usual dip cone. I ate it ALL.

Cutie.

What? We're completely normal I promise.

We hit some wicked storms on the way back to ENC and stopped for CFA on the way back. All in all, it was a great day! Thanks to the Waters for coming out and inviting us to go to the beach with them!