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Wordless Wednesday...Oh My, How Time Flies!

Goodness Gaby...mumma can't keep up with how fast you're growing!


August 2006





August 2007



This was during her "eating sand" phase...



August 2008



With Grammie...



August 2009



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Makes me wonder what next year holds for my golden-haired cherub?  Despite her growing into a 'little girl', I refuse to stop calling her my baby.

Wordless Wednesday...The Maine Aquarium Edition

Enjoyed a day of gorgeous sunshine (a true rarity in Maine this summer...so far.) and blue skies at the Maine Aquarium in Boothbay Harbor, this past weekend.

I will apologize for the craptastic quality of the photos.  Something is terribly, horribly, awfully wrong with my macro lens and one of my 25-85mm lenses as well.   *sniffle*

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Gaby isn't altogether sure about touching a sea scallop...



...and Jabba the Hutt wasn't exactly thrilled about holding a lobster, even if it was a juvenille and not quite ready for drawn butter and lemon!



A little less gorked out by the sea scallop...



Eventually Gaby warmed up to getting in "touch" with less squidgy forms of sea life...





I still couldn't talk her into holding the crab.



Whilst she wouldn't hold the crab, she did pet a shark.  Yes, I said PET A SHARK!





We spent a great deal of time just hanging out on the deck that surrounds the aquarium and I enjoyed watching the many faces this kiddo of mine, makes!





This shot needs no words.  So in love with this pic and the two in it.

 

Sleep Happens in the Most Unusual Places Around Here

Recently Gracie, (our other cat, yes we do have two, and not just that huge overgrown, orange ball of fluff, Griffy.  Gracie is just very shy and reserved and usually hauls ass whenever she sees me with the camera.  Smart cat!), has taken to sleeping underneath the light green throw I've tossed over one side of the sofa.  I was beyond amazed that she let me take these photos. 

 

 

The Little Imp however will sleep wherever (why does that not look like it's spelled correctly?) and I mean WHERE EVER the urge strikes...even if it looks horribly uncomfortable to her mommy.  Oh and you never ever move her once she's out.  She's like an angry snake if you wake her up in order to make her more comfortable.  I guess "comfort" really is in the eye of the beholder. 

 

 

Somehow I can never quite manage to get the "wordless" part of Wordless Wednesday down.  Is that any huge surprise?

Maybe later I'll post some pics of green beer and a rather interesting looking cake I made yesterday in honor or St. Paddy's Day.  I knew it was odd looking when the hubby came home from work, took one look at the cake and said, "Right luv, that looks pretty neat!"   He never ever uses the word "neat."  

Frankly I think it ended up looking a lot like a green and white leprechaun exploded from the middle of it.

For more Wordless Wednesday, or if you want to play along, head over to Wordless Wednesday and see what all the wordlessness is all about...seeing as how I obviously don't have a clue as to the definition of "wordless."

Wordless Wednesday? Yeah Right!

I was commiserating with a friend who is also participating in   about only being 12 days in and really having trouble putting posts together, especially when the hubby is in Atlanta on business, I'm buried in book edits, and have decided to go on a cleaning binge. We aren't even at the halfway point in November and I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel for posts.  It's not that we've gotten boring around here.  Hardly. Although, now that it's freezing outside, the spiders are dying off (or do they hibernate?), so any excitement on that front will be on hiatus (THANKFULLY!) until next spring. Why is it that the things that scare the crap out of me or nearly kill me (anyone remember a certain vacuum incident?), make for the best blog posts? 

So, here we are, Day 12. *crickets*

Because I'm running on bloggy fumes right now, I have decided to let the cats, Griffy and Gracie, help me post today.  Oh, don't make that face at me,  It counts!IT DOES!!!

Gracie decided that she was going to try and tag along with the hubby on his trip Atlanta...(click to enlarge pics)

  

 

 

 

Neither cat managed to hitch a ride with the hubby to the airport.  Drat!

Oh and I just want to take a moment to reassure the hubby, who usually feeds the cats when he gets up at the butt-crack of dawn, that yes I remembered to feed the cats!  It was a little later than they're used to, but they were fed.  Of course, Griffy had a pre-dawn snack of chipmunk tartare, so he wasn't really jonesing for any vittles.  Gracie on the other hand made quite a racket.  Good thing too, otherwise I probably would have forgotten to feed them altogether not realized that she can get quite loud when she wants to.

Wanna see what I have planned for tomorrow?  

Nope, not gonna let ya! Sorry.  I'm on a bloggy budget right now and that project really deserves a post of it's own! 

In the meantime, this is what the Little Imp thinks of this NaBloPoMo thing...

 

Goats, Geese, and a Little Girl; Oh My! Wordless Wednesday

The Montessori the Little Imp attends has a farm with geese, goats, chickens and a couple of other animals.  They tend to the animals organically and also have an organic farm from which they grow the veggies and fruits that go into a lot of the meals they prepare for the kiddos.

The Little Imp loves the animals, even if they do scare her from time to time!

I don't think either of the goats liked me.  That's OK, they kinda creep me out!

The geese make this ungodly noise which scares the peepee outta the Little Imp!  She HATES it when they start honking!

Looking at me as if to say, "Why you gotta be all up in my grill?"

They might be pretty, but they are loud and obnoxious buggers!

Despite the noise and smell, she still loves that little farm!

Do I even need to say it?