I'm a fan

I'm a big fan of owls.

The other day, my friend gave me a big fat owl to sit outside my front door. He greets people.
(He's not a real live owl, he's a decorative one.) I would have taken a picture of him to show you, but it's pouring outside right now, so he's busy. I don't know what I mean by that.

Owls can turn their heads all the way around, isn't that mind blowing?
They're like mothers.

I'm also a big fan of garage sales. Yesterday we found an area rug that's just perfect for our family room. It has orange and gray in it, and so do our family and dining rooms. So it matches.

But my socks don't.
I'm not a fan of matching clothing.

Ryan is not a fan of germs and so he's a bit concerned that something horrible is lurking in this garage sale rug. He just told the boys, "First I'm going to vacuum it and then I'm going to steam clean it, and then I'm going to spray it with disinfectant and then I'm going to take it out to dinner."

I'm a fan of Ryan's humor.

I am 35 years old today, which looks really weird to me on the computer screen. I feel 25-ish and act 18-ish and maybe it's time to decide to fully grow up. I'll give that some more thought. Later.

Right now I'm just trying to be a fan of 35.

I had my first "using dream" last night. That's what we addicts call a dream in which you are drinking or using drugs even though you're sober in real life.

I am not a fan of using dreams.

In my dream, Ryan was just as forgiving as he is in real life.

You guessed it, I'm a fan.

He got me a Netbook for my birthday. Seriously. I love it. It's tiny and doesn't weigh very much at all and it can turn it's head all the way around.

Wait. I somehow went back to the beginning.

Oh well, that's what you have to do sometimes.
I'm a fan of do-overs.


{Last night I totally forgot to wrap up the giveaway for Life After Yes until it was past my bedtime. So I consulted random.org and then waited to tell you right now that Mainly a Midwife is the winner! Congrats, lady! Email me and stuff.}

P.S. I'm a big fan....

Miles and Asher~Miles' preschool graduation
May 20, 2010

(Samsung did not have anything to do with this post at all. I just told you what I got for my birthday and in doing so I generously gifted Samsung with free advertising. I hope it's their birthday.)


One last thing...I'm a fan: