Israel & Sammy

Seriously people. I am starting to get offended. I know you re out there… I see it on my site feed. But only 5 of you comment. What’s up with that ladies and gents?

Take the time to say hi! I would love to read your blogs as well if you have one.

BTW- My girls are 7 months old today people. How insane is that?

Moving on.

Let’s discuss lawn ornaments.

Yes, those little gnomes or rabbits made of stone that bring a smile to someones face as they pass your house.

Hey there pipe smoking gnome. What LSD induced stories do you have to share with us today?





I admit, I think they’re cute.

But why in GD’s name would anyone do this to their lawn??!:

Crazy ax murder waiting to greet you outside your home:

“Hi”



You too can have an African Safari in your own backyard! A ghostly figure riding on a buggy going nowhere



“Sammy” Meet the VERY PROUD owner of this fine spectacle (and my husband’s uncle):

He loves his lawn ornaments so much, he even names them. Oh wait, he also changes their clothes and shoes yearly. Yes people- they have a change of clothes. You would think this man is deranged, but actually he is perfectly normal. Imagine seeing these figures in middle of the night?

My husband, the girls, and I were invited to a BBQ at his aunt’s house (in our honor) and this is what we saw upon arrival. I could not stop laughing. I took out my camera to snap pictures so that I could share this wonderful site with all of you. My husband knew why I was snapping the pics and he laughed.

My husband and Dan:

I had to get in on the fun, here I am giving Dan bunny ears. Hope that doesn’t make him mad- you wont like him when he’s mad.

We had a nice time at the BBQ. His aunt invited my husband’s father and his family, and two more sets of aunt and uncles.

Oh but wait, the crazy sets in soon.

His aunt has a newly married son who lives in his parent’s house (never a good idea) with his wife. I met his wife (Sharon) maybe once prior to this visit.

A week prior to this BBQ, Sharon and I met and she seemed sane. That is until she became OBSESSED with my children. She took out her camera phone and continued to snap pictures of my children non-stop. Now, this would be OK for my husband’s 13 year old sister to do since she is their aunt and is a tween. But this 26 yo woman would not stop. She wanted to hold them all the time. OK, I get it. When you don’t have kids and see a cute baby/babies you want to hold them. But even me as a woman who had problems having children would NEVER have snapped so many pictures of my husband’s cousin’s babies. I just think that’s a little off- esp since I have never met you before. Then she kept looking at the pictures.

Now, the following week at the BBQ, she was there and told me to come to her room. I proceeded to follow her and she had a bag with a wrapped present in it. Now instead of her handing it to me to open, she actually opened the gift wrapping herself! Umm.. ok crazy.

She had purchased 4 new outfits for them. FUGLY is not the word. It made them look like psychedelic circus clowns. Here the girls are modeling two of the outfits:

Here Neve is modeling her neon green ruffle top (I don’t think ruffle and neon green should ever be muttered in the same sentence) & Bell bottom bright blue pants:

In the same collection, here is Soleil modeling her neon orange ruffled shirt, with her hot pink bell bottom pants:



Mom, help me get this off:



Why must you torment us with these outfits?Of course, I told her that I LOVED the outfits. I hope she doesn’t run into my sister-in-law soon (since I handed these and many more fugly clothes that I received from people as gifts off to my sis-in-law who loved them). Sharon even told me that she was showing everyone she knows the pics of my kids and was counting down the days to see them. OK Crazy.

Before we left, Sharon (after snapping many more pics of my girls) said “OMG, I am going to miss them so much. I cant believe we wont see them for years!” I tried to console her and said, well there are another set of twins (my brother-in-law) for you to go ga–ga over (no pun intended). She then looked at me with a crazed look in her eye and said “No, they will NEVER be as special as these girls”.

I mean, what can you say to that? You just nod your head and smile when you’re in crazy lawn ornament land.