i don't even know myself anymore!

me,

the girl who openly confesses that she is NOT an animal person just agreed to our ELEVENTH pet.

that's right.

4 cats.

6 chickens.

 and one bunny!

oldest monkey asked if he could buy his own bunny from his birthday money.

bunnies are one animal i get a little ishy squishy over.

they are adorable little varmints!

pretty cute right?

and guess what he named her?

all on his own, without input or suggestions,

this eleven year old named his bunny lucy.

isn't that the cutest?

 along these same lines,

my grandma {whom i have always called didit} ordered me a margarita last night at applebees without telling me.

when i caught on i frantically told the waitress to cancel, no! iced tea!

my grandma was totally confused!

i said "didit, i've never drank alcohol in my life!"

and she said "I thought i knew you!" 

ha!

blessings,

mandy

at the cabin...

we are very blessed that my husband's family has this little slice of heaven to escape to each year.

it's been in their family since the 1930s,

and it's a treasure.

this is a heavy picture post!

below is where i'm building our dream house.

i don't think the forest service will care, do you?

our swimming/fishing hole:

here fishy fishy:

reel 'em in!:

splashing fishy!:

 

he's so big! ha!:

melt my heart:

" mom, this is my Indian war hammer!"

uh, okay. did they have those?:

pretty girl:

 

fishing girl:

explorers:

 my mom's a little overkill on the whole safety thing:

swords:

bully big brother:

 

frogs:

i have a net and i'm gonna use it!

 we have a pretty sweet marriage contract.

i cook 362 days a year, and he picks up the cabin days.

i have to pee!:

i fish with a six shooter cuz i'm cool like that!:

ping-pong before breakfast...

luxury bathroom:

blessings,

mandy

call me crazy...

closed minded, a stick in the mud...

but you can choose your magic mike,

your 50 shades of grey.

i'll choose my husband .

blessings,

mandy