Our particular traveling band of gypsies~
My little family and I are certainly not the most interesting people on the planet- but we do have some entertaining stories, which I hope to share with you here from time to time. For now I thought I'd just give you some basics: My daughter and I have set foot on every continent except Antarctica (and we'll get there, if it kills me). My son is from Ethiopia. We all lived in the U.S. Virgin Islands for a bit....and I am currently sporting some peacock colored stripes in my hair. The last fact is one of the 692 reasons I'm not really cut out for corporate America. We'll maybe chat about that later~ for now I'll just do introductions:
The kids and me on Thanksgiving. It was also my birthday, so we went out. My kids are way too picky for me to want to cook for them on my birthday. The food tribe that all three of us do belong to is the one called: "I can't have the food on my plate touching each other". I apologize in advance to the people they may marry- this one is totally my fault.
Georgia (left) and Bear celebrating Outer Banks living exactly a year ago. They are both adopted Newfoundlands, which happens to be the best dog breed on the planet. At 140 pounds each I don't make a habit out of dressing them up- but sometimes i just can't help myself.
Peaches is our 19 year old cat my cousin Laura and her friend found under a wood pile (as a kitten) in Minnesota after a tornado storm. She is our oldest living pet now- her 20 year old cat buddy died a few years ago. Both cats have lived with me more years than my daughter did FROM BIRTH TO COLLEGE. Crazy truth.
Last but not least- this is Beckett, our lab/pyrenees foster pup. As much as I love this face, I cannot be the crazy lady with the THREE giant dogs. At least not on a permanent basis. We will love him, and socialize him, and teach him some manners...and then I will cry uncontrollably when it's time for him to leave us. If you're in the market to adopt or foster a dog of any sort, check out Big Fluffy Dog Rescue!