Bad Photo Alert...

Can anybody guess what I went and did today while Charlie went in for his first FULL day of work???

Sorry about the goofy photo but I had to share..Umm hmmm...I'm no longer a blonde...as if I ever was.  I'm back to the original color of my hair, minus the gray, and with a few blonde streaks...not really original at all is it??? I am going to try to grow my hair out long again, but that will only last until I get too hot one day (soon) and run to Great Clips or some other cheap-o hair salon and say "cut it off now".  

And apparently it looks like I am never wearing clothes but I promise I'm actually wearing two tank tops in this photo. 

Oh lets see, in other news I officially drank an entire gallon of sweet tea by myself today...better than soda I guess (probably not, but I like to lie to myself frequently, it helps me sleep at night).  

Important badminton update:  the neighbors sharing the fence behind us have officially sent all of our stray shuttlecocks back over the fence, so they must be good sports, but have remained silent even when we are all out there at the same time. Maybe they are just mesmorised, or intimidated, by our badminton skills.  They are wicked skills!  Each evening ends the same way (this should give lots of you insight into our family)...we go out to play as the sun is going down, at some point I get all hot and sweaty and announce that I'm going to sit down and watch.  Brooke then decides to stop playing so she can run a circuit around the backyard singing loudly while I name a different song for her to sing on each new lap, but the most hilarious part of the evening is the two-on-one badminton game between the boys and Charlie. The kids team up against Charlie and then the fun really begins.   It includes lots of trash talking, really funny stuff like..."oooh what's that I smell...oooh you just got burned", and "hey Miles, why don't you play and stop giggling like you are on your honeymoon", and then Zach starts yelling something about the Geneva Conventions??? and it all goes down hill from there.  I have to video it and post it because we are all in stitches by the end of it.  Charlie of course, stellar sportsman that he is, always wins even though nobody really keeps score.  I know it may not sound like it but it's really HI-sterical. (come to think of it this may be the reason none of our neighbors have invited us over for a BBQ...hmm...we may be considered "overzealous"  or some such thing like that.  No, not possible...it has to be all of "them"!

And can I get a shout out from my salsa winners?  How was that Texas salsa?  Let me know!