Hil-ar-ious

Happy one year!

To one of my oldest and loveliest friends and her handsome hubby...

Happy One Year Anniversary!!

We had a blast at your wedding, can you tell?!

Hope your year was filled with love and joy! Many  blessings to the two of you! xoxo

See how pretty your hair is?

Boom

I am only posting this because it never happens...EVER

Boom...a great picture of J and I

Holy Macaroni...I am so in shock that I am thinking of calling Justin's aunt and asking her to photograph our wedding. This shot only took two tries...not the usual ten.

certainly not the pizza meatloaf....

I just ate my weight in 

 +

And I feel gooooood....

Called---out

That's right I got called out...Aunt Anne wrote something so ridiculous on my wall that I had to kick it back into high gear and get back on the horse...

or blog...

or whatever.

The post:
"withdrawlllllllllllllll................

aunt anne"

Which lead me to two separate thoughts:

Thought 1:
What the heck?! No "I still love you, but I miss your fantastic, wonderful, intelligent, outstanding posts?" No "Love, Aunt Anne"? I put this "thought" to bed just as fast as it had popped into my mind, I didn't deserve the praise or the compliments. I was a bad blogger.

I was A VERY bad blogger.

I want to be like Aunt Kay Kay one day. She writes even when shes got nothin...then she writes about just that, nothing and I still read it everytime ;) Shes so cool.

Thought 2:
Withdrawal heh?...does that mean I'm like a drug? Ive never been compared to anything so wild and naughty and unexceptable before. I have a new motivation...I have the sole job of keeping my readers "addicted" to my words. I feel so.....needed.

That is hil-ar-ious!

Its ok...you can say it...
"Carrie...you are so full of bull ****, your thoughts are stupid." Its fine.

Moving on...
Garden update
We have more veggies than we know what to do with. We have a had a very successful year in the garden and I learned a TON, next year will be even better.

We posed with a GIANT Zucchini....why? well because it was giant and we grew it in our very own soil.

first me...

then Justin...

Which lead me to two thoughts...

Thought 1:
That is so funny why didn't I think of that?

Thought 2:
Really? Do they grow out of that?

no? I didn't think so, well I love him so much anyways...

So there you have it...I'm back. again.



AND



I'm calling out you AUNT ANNE-  MAKE A BLOG!!! :) Let me get addicted to your words.

Fiesta Kimmie

This will most likely be me this weekend....

wild

Get your game faces on ladies...

Read out loud

tee he he...gotcha!

The scars still burn

This was from a while ago, that I never finished and posted soooooo here goes.

J took off on Monday 

So we had a date

It involved...

the great outdoors

snow

dirt 

stones

and.....

THE MIGHTY MOUSE!

The mighty mouse was the subject of a life-altering
screaming and yelling,
"I'm right",
"Your sooooo wrong",
Bet setting,
gun slinging,
(not really)
"you are going to feel so stupid when I prove you wrong",
"Google it!!!! I dare you",
fight..
Well lets call it an epic argument
between....

Me

and this guy

Ref

The argument began when I stopped over to mom and dad's for a visit and an innocent cup of coffee and the subject of our house got brought up. I started talking about Justin and I re-doing our driveway, making it wider. We were able to borrow equipment from our neighbor friends the Brightly's and have the stone trucked right to our house. The "battle" went a little bit like this, and lasted what seemed like an ETERNITY.
My dad asked what kind of equipment are you going to use?
To which I replied very intelligently
"A New Holland Mighty mouse"
Dad: (laughing)A What?!?!
Carrie: A New Holland Mighty Mouse"
Dad: (still laughing) What is a Mighty Mouse?
C: Its a digger, It has a digger on the front and a digger on the back
D: It's not a mighty mouse...
C: (heels digging in) Yes it is a mighty mouse...I talked to both Dean and Joe about it, they own it, and they said its a mighty mouse.
D: It sounds like its a backhoe
C: No, its called a mighty mouse! I swear to God to you that it is a mighty mouse. (my confidence growing, stubbornness now burning)
D: It's not called a mighty mouse....
Here it comes....
C: I'll bet you your ipod that it's a mighty mouse 
Ref: Really Carrie??
C: I may be new to the country but I KNOW that its called a Mighty mouse. Joe, Dean, and Justin told me so.  I bet an ipod.
D: Deal, call them and ask them
Ref: (just continues to sit there and laugh)
Phone calls were made: Justin: no answer
Joe: no answer
Dean: no answer
D: Google it.... I dare you
C: (ohh no he did not just dare me to google it)
Ref: no input just laughter
C: I'll google it you (here it comes...)are going to feel so stupid when I prove you wrong!

I googled "New Holland Mighty Mouse:

Hit one....wound

I Googled "New Holland Mighty Mouse Digger"...

Hit two..and Obama gets brought into the mix..

I then Googled "Mighty Mouse Digger" because that was my last spark of hope for a win..I didnt care if it were a New Holland or not

Hit three...losing energy...

Then dad pipes up and says: "Now Google New Holland Backhoe" (like he knows something)pshhh

And there it was...ahhh fatal wound...the taste of defeat, the slow and painful fall off the smartass pedestal..

 Ref: oohhh Carrie (continual laughter...thanks ref..)

I learned some really great lessons that day:

1. When you are a born and raised "City Girl" its A-OK to eat the vegetables from a farmer (they taste quite delicious)..but don't bet anything on the name of their equipment because they have all kinds of strange nicknames goin on.

2. Just don't bet at all on large equipment... I will most likely be wrong.
3. My dad is the best because he gave me the ipod anyways (cause I was right..they really DO call it a mighty mouse) and because while I was licking my battle wounds preparing to gravel at his feet,he hugged me and told me he loved me.(cause I was right..they really DO call it a mighty mouse...all right all right I'll stop)
4. Justin loves it when I have to eat humble pie- I think this is his favorite story.


Back to the date day...
J and I finished the driveway...just me, him, Stu, old white, and the Mighty Mouse!

Before...

During...

And I don't have an after picture whoops...guess you will have to make a drive out to see the real thing.The Mighty mouse and the driveway that is...

Wowwwiee

Impossible not to love this Grampy!!!!

Grampy's Homemade Theme Park Part one and two!!!!

Sooo great!

Shoot Skeet

We had the MOST enjoyable afternoon shooting skeet recently with Chris, Amanda and Justin's Dad!

M-Whip

The soon to be A-Whip, get it girl

J- Whip

C- Whip with perfect form

The still in engagement bliss...someday C-Whip II

I was like Rambo on those clay pigeons

The Whipple Men

Thanks for having us over Mike, Can't wait to do it again soon!

Happy Fathers Day!

 Happy Fathers Day to the greatest group of dads around!!

Justin's Dad!

Eric- Happy 1st Fathers Day!

Dad!!

Chad!!

Chuck Schumer...oh wait not him

Adam!!

Happiest Girl on Earth!!

Now that I am breathing I can add in the newest update:


Update 11: We're Engaged!!!!!

June 16, 2011

Totally happy, completely surprised, and so in LOVE!

News Update!!

Update 1: I have peonies, I am in LOVE with my peonies.

 Update 2: We have 2 kittens! Born Wed June 14, 2011.

 Update 3: Justin has dirty ears...

 Update 4: Because this is currently our upstairs...

 Update 5: Everything in our home is dirty because of the upstairs but that's o.k.

Update 6: Our good friends Jeff and Sarah Cole welcomed their new daughter Ella Cole to the world last week. No these are not pictures of Ella but I am still so happy to have a new little baby in our lives. She is a beautiful little peanut!

Update 7: Contrary to this picture Justin hates to do demo work

 Update 8: This is my scary morning face..hahaha

Update 9: Last but not least.....

I am the new health teacher at West Irondequoit Central School District!!!!!!!!! 

Update 10: I am so excited that I can't stop crying!

Thank you to all that have supported me with encouragement, love, help, and prayers!!

Ode to Stu

Stu

This dog can get d-i-r-t-y....

so dirty, yet just so happy

he didn't want to use the bridge, just the muddy ditch

Did you know that historically these dogs were known as "nanny dogs"?

The chosen breed to protect and keep your children safe...If you ask me this baby looks safe

Now back to being dirty... This is Stu trying  to right the wrong...

just tryin to roll off all that dirt...

wiener shot...excuse the lack of modesty

The attempt to clean himself was unsuccessful. For all you dog owners out there you know it means a night full of self cleansing on his part...and no one likes the sound of that!

 Someday (not someday soon) he will by MY big, stubborn, smiley, faithful, fun, sweet, dirty, obnoxiously loud licking nanny dog...and for that I love him dearly.