Muligan Family Fun Center

We took Faith miniature golfing for the first time yesterday, and at first she was really excited about it, but after about the 10th hole she turns to me and says, " I don't like this game called golf!" Maybe she got frustrated with the fact that it took her about 413 strokes to get the ball in the cup? And of course no golf game is complete without a runaway ball that falls into the water.

Huh?

The other day in the car that song "Play that funky music, White boy" came on the radio. From the back seat I see Faith wiggling around trying to do her best to get her groove on in her carseat, and then she yells up to me:
"Mom, this is your song!"

huh?

I didn't know that. And all this time I had been listening to Travis tell me that my favorite song was, "Afternoon Delight"..now I don't know who to believe. I think if someone comes out with a song called, "All you can eat cheese and bread" I will for sure claim that as my own.

Holy crap, we're a good looking couple!

We took this picture of ourselves at the Rod Run. It makes my heart happy that after being together almost 13 years we still enjoy each other as much as we do. I love you, honey.

Run, Ethan, Run!!!

Every year Ethan's school holds a run-a-thon called Rail Ranch Runs. The kids all run around the track at school to raise money for field trips ( didn't the school district use to pay for those??) Ethan ran on Friday the 13th and he did AWESOME!! He came in second place, running 18 laps. 18 laps equals 3 and 3/4 miles! WOW!! Who would have thought that a kid that I gave birth to would have the ability to run that far in 30 minutes? He said he only stopped on lap 10 to catch his breath. We're so proud! And all of his grandparents are sponsoring him and sending him money. He even got a cool gold medal. All I have to say is that next time we miss the ice cream truck I'm throwing my money at Ethan and telling him to run his little legs off and go get me a Snow Cone.

March 14th, the newest holiday on the calendar

To the majority of people, March 14th is just another day. To some people it may mean that there's only 3 more days left until they dress like a leprechan, pretend to be Irish and drink until they get so shit-faced that they forget their real name and start referring to themselve as John O'Studly.

Nope, March 14 is a new holiday, and if you're interested in finding out about it, read here: http://www.steakandbjday.com/

Let's just say that after I told Travis about our new found holiday he became an even happier man. Now I wish I hadn't opened my mouth ( no pun intended)

When you love beer THIS much

It pays to buy the economy size

How do I love thee??

Some might say the Valentines Day is overrated, that it's a "retail" holiday that forces people to buy stuff they don't need just to prove they love another person. Yes, I can see that point of view, but I don't agree with it.

Travis has always been awesome to me on Valentines Day. He's actually pretty awesome to me most days of the year. The exception would be on those days that I bug the living shit out of him and make him wanna pull what's left of his hair out. But yes, he loves me pretty much 24/7. He doesn't really NEED to go buy me stuff for V-Day, but he does. He does it because he knows it means a lot to me and that alone shows how much he cares. I always tell him that I'd be happy with just a hand written love letter, but somehow I always get more than that.

Travis is a rare breed. He stopped buying cards for me, he now makes his own. He puts his own personal touch on the cards and I can't tell you how happy that makes me. I know that when he gives me a card there aren't 2,000 other ladies in California getting the same card as I am.

This year he not only made my card , but I got chocolate covered strawberries ** I might add that he ate most of them**, flowers, and singing balloons. But the greatest of the gifts was a bag of red and white personalized M-n-M's that said: TRAVIS-n-SHAWNA TOGETHER FOREVER. I admit that I haven't eaten them yet, I'm afraid to. They're too pretty to eat. But the funniest thing was that when I opened the gift bag and pulled out M-n-M's, Faith yells out, "FOR MY POOP!?!?!" because that is her prize of choice for when she goes poop. It was pretty funny!

And because I love my man, I got him Slim Jims and Raisinets for V-Day. :o)