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Monday, June 30, 2014
Sunday, June 22, 2014
Yankee Doodle Boy...
While I've been playing around with my sewing, I stumbled onto a really cute pattern on-line for bow ties for little boys. Of course I had to make them for the best little boys in my life!
I made this one for William for 4th of July. I thought it turned out super cute. Since I wasn't sure we would see them before the 4th, I mailed it to him. Apparently he was very excited about the mail and even more excited about the bow tie.
He made me the video below as a thank you. It made my day and I thought I would share!
Yankee Doodle Boy...
Life at the Camp..
We spent the day at the Mize Fishing Camp yesterday. Instead of going to the Country for Father's Day, we decided to all meet at the Camp.
As always the kids had a great time. They were covered head to toe in dirt when the day was done.
It was super hot when we took the boats out. Tommy, Erin and Peepaw were in one boat and me and Capt. Mark were in the other. We had just gotten settled after Mark took us deep into a creek when Erin said she was ready to go back. The fish weren't biting anyway.
The only mishap we had while fishing was when I got hung up in a tree. I was casting into the shadows under a tree and misjudged. My lure landed about 6 feet up in the tree above it. (Yes, apparently my aim was really, really off.) I tried to get it undone but Mark eventually had to pull the boat up right under the tree while I practically had to climb the tree to save the lure. In the end, I got it. I totally blame the whole thing on the rod I was using. It wasn't Old Pinky - it was one Mark had in his boat. (I would have never done that with my own rod/reel - ;) Pinky rocks!)
Here are some pics from the day. Happy family!
As always the kids had a great time. They were covered head to toe in dirt when the day was done.
It was super hot when we took the boats out. Tommy, Erin and Peepaw were in one boat and me and Capt. Mark were in the other. We had just gotten settled after Mark took us deep into a creek when Erin said she was ready to go back. The fish weren't biting anyway.
The only mishap we had while fishing was when I got hung up in a tree. I was casting into the shadows under a tree and misjudged. My lure landed about 6 feet up in the tree above it. (Yes, apparently my aim was really, really off.) I tried to get it undone but Mark eventually had to pull the boat up right under the tree while I practically had to climb the tree to save the lure. In the end, I got it. I totally blame the whole thing on the rod I was using. It wasn't Old Pinky - it was one Mark had in his boat. (I would have never done that with my own rod/reel - ;) Pinky rocks!)
Here are some pics from the day. Happy family!
Jake and Erin admiring her new pole!
The last one is in the bottom of the Trinity River!
Triple Trouble!
Master Chef Mark Mize with his
Sensei Louis Mize!
More Triple Trouble!
He only made this face while I was trying
to take his picture! Toot!
Eating ice out of the cooler to cool off.
You can work up a sweat playing at the Camp!
Saturday, June 14, 2014
Moby Dick...
As many of you know, Tommy is a planner and not very spontaneous. I love him no matter what, but he doesn't just like to pick up and do something. He's more the kind to plan it out and make sure everything is taken care of before we leave.
I'm a happy medium because we all know I'm a planner too, but sometimes I just want to fly by the seat of my pants.
Yesterday was one of those days. We had come home from the river early so I could do a work thing. I didn't feel like we really got all of our fishing out. So, at noon, I suggested with load up and head to Lake Conroe. We already had the boat ready to go and all we needed were some drinks, sunscreen and a bag of ice! Why not?
To my surprise, Tommy said he was thinking the same thing!! I didn't even have to beg or cajole him into going!!
Man, it was hot. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and practically no breeze whatsoever. We fished hard for several hours with not so much as a bite. After moving several times in an attempt to find the little boogers we finally did. Tommy was the first to land a fish. He reeled it in and then I got one. (Mine was bigger!) We hit a few more (1 more for me and about 6 more for Tommy) before a storm blew in. We brought home 6 keepers and plan on eating them tomorrow night.
Because we were hungry Tommy stopped at a hole in the wall Mexican restaurant. We went in smelling like fish and chicken liver (yes, I did bait my own hook a couple times!) We took turns scrubbing up in the bathroom like we were preparing for surgery. My hair was all windblown and frizzy and my shirt was stuck to me from sweat. All in all, I was pretty foxy. The waitstaff didn't seem to care - although the hostess did sit up in a corner...hmmm...
What turned out to be a last minute trip turned into a great afternoon. We should do that more often! (I'm pushing my luck here!)
I'm a happy medium because we all know I'm a planner too, but sometimes I just want to fly by the seat of my pants.
Yesterday was one of those days. We had come home from the river early so I could do a work thing. I didn't feel like we really got all of our fishing out. So, at noon, I suggested with load up and head to Lake Conroe. We already had the boat ready to go and all we needed were some drinks, sunscreen and a bag of ice! Why not?
To my surprise, Tommy said he was thinking the same thing!! I didn't even have to beg or cajole him into going!!
Man, it was hot. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and practically no breeze whatsoever. We fished hard for several hours with not so much as a bite. After moving several times in an attempt to find the little boogers we finally did. Tommy was the first to land a fish. He reeled it in and then I got one. (Mine was bigger!) We hit a few more (1 more for me and about 6 more for Tommy) before a storm blew in. We brought home 6 keepers and plan on eating them tomorrow night.
Because we were hungry Tommy stopped at a hole in the wall Mexican restaurant. We went in smelling like fish and chicken liver (yes, I did bait my own hook a couple times!) We took turns scrubbing up in the bathroom like we were preparing for surgery. My hair was all windblown and frizzy and my shirt was stuck to me from sweat. All in all, I was pretty foxy. The waitstaff didn't seem to care - although the hostess did sit up in a corner...hmmm...
What turned out to be a last minute trip turned into a great afternoon. We should do that more often! (I'm pushing my luck here!)
This was my second catch. Tommy was trying to catch me on video too but the fish were not cooperating! It looks like he's flying.
Happy Anniversary!
Today makes 11 years that I've been married to my best friend.
I could lie and say we've never had an argument but that would most certainly be a lie. This man stands with me toe to toe in an argument, but they never last long. We always kiss and make up! (Right after Tommy admits he was wrong!)
I love the life we have built together and cannot imagine my life without Tommy in it. We laugh more than we cry. In fact, no one makes me laugh more than Tommy. He was there for me when I gave birth to our most precious possession. My little family is complete and we always know we have each other's backs. No one messes with my man!!!
Thanks for a happy 11 years Babe! Here's to like 50 more!!!
I could lie and say we've never had an argument but that would most certainly be a lie. This man stands with me toe to toe in an argument, but they never last long. We always kiss and make up! (Right after Tommy admits he was wrong!)
I love the life we have built together and cannot imagine my life without Tommy in it. We laugh more than we cry. In fact, no one makes me laugh more than Tommy. He was there for me when I gave birth to our most precious possession. My little family is complete and we always know we have each other's backs. No one messes with my man!!!
Thanks for a happy 11 years Babe! Here's to like 50 more!!!
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