Yard Sale

Once we got Granny moved out of her house, we had a yard sale that weekend. In between the few customers we had I taught Owen the "ancient" game of Jacks. And after not playing the game since I was in grade school (thus the ancient game) I schooled Owen in every game we played. I also made out flash cards and quized Jeb, getting him ready to take the Pharmacy Tech Certification test.

Granny's Moving : (

Well, all good things must come to an end. Granny Thomas will be moving this week. The truck arrives for us to load on Tuesday, August 4th, and Granny flies out on Thursday evening at 6:30. I can truely say that is has been a wonderful experience having Edwina live close. I know that she will be very missed. Her new address information is -

Edwina and Ted

As granny gets ready to move, we have been going through some of her stuff, and I was able to sneek away with one of her scrapbooks about her and Ted. I scanned in a lot of her pictures and have been having fun making some scraps.

Happy 4th

As usual it was another great fourth of July! David, Alleen and the kids came down to join in the family fun. There was swimming, and eating, and eating, and swimming, and movies and then the finale! Fireworks at Garth's work. Everyone had a "blast", and everyone went home with the same number of fingers as when they came, which, given the large amount of boys in attendance is a miracle.

Hope you all had a great time also, and God Bless America!

Just Thinkin' about Mom

Well I have been going scrapbook crazy as usual (lucky for you I am posting them on another site so I won't have to bore all of you with them - just in case you want to take a peek though, they are posted at www.scrapbookflair.com/annettebtac) anyway, in learning how to use templates I got to thinking about my mom. And this is what happened. She is an amazing woman, and I am very blessed to be her daughter.

Being raised by a sweet mother that I swear was a frustrated hairdresser my 3 sisters and myself had our fair share of strange hair styles. I couldn't wait for my chance to play dolls with my own daughters. Five sons later I am still having to wait. . . .there's always granddaughters!

She used to be a beautful baby!

I know you are all getting sick of my lame attempts at scrapbooking, but I am having fun. I have been scanning in old photos, so I'm afraid you're going to have to put up with it for awhile longer. As my dear niece Amber said while looking through my old photo album "Aunt Nette, you grew up when everything was black and white!"