My blog friend, June, has this snort-your coffee-out-your-nose funny blog called Bye Bye Pie.  Reading her blog is one of the first things I do in the morning, of course after I get my coffee, so I can snort it out my nose. There's been more than a few times, certain annoying children have stood over me yelling, "Come on, Mom! I'm going to be late for school because you're commenting on that pie lady's blog."
Damn kids. 
Today she asked us to record our evening in photos at precisely 7:57 pm, so that we could all share. 
I was super excited to join in on Miss June's project. 
The first thing to go wrong was the camera. My Hubby's really special camera's thingamajigs didn't seem to be working properly. 
As you can obviously tell,  I'm a total pro when it comes to photography. 
And since he wasn't home and none of us had any sort of clue, we pulled out the old digital camera. 
Then, there was the fact I have problems following simple directions.

I thought Juney said 7:58. Luckily, I wasn't synchronizing a bomb or anything.

Here's the first photo I snapped of our Bella. Life is utter insanity around our house at 7:58.

Now, here's the thing. I am a healthy eater. I make sure my family eats sound, nutritious foods.

Except for Thursday nights.

Thursday nights are a junk food free-for all at my house.

Here's my Tori, with her health-nut dinner. Julia is giving it the thumbs up in her culinary opinion.


There are some people who have a passion for art. Some folks have a passion for sports. Others' passion lies in Pizza Rolls. Bella has a passion for her tennis ball. It consumes her— this passion.


Here we have a pile of puppies, Bella, Delilah and Sophie. Don't you love the way they match my floor? Not many people can say their dogs match their floor. We're special like that.

So, the reason we have Junk Food Thursdays is because my Hubby comes home late on Thursdays. And every reason I can find not to cook is a good one. Since it's just the kids and me, there's no meal. Kids don't need nutrition. They're resilient like that.

My Hubby is not home on Thursdays because that's his shooting club night. Now, relax. Yes, he shoots guns, but he shoots no animals. He's only about targets and clay pigeons. When we moved to our small southern town, we found out that all the men in town get a choice. They can take up shooting or fly Confederate flags from their autos and chew tobacco. He picked the guns.

The women have the choice of becoming Mary Kay representatives or dying their hair platinum blonde and wearing it big. I never could get the big with my inch of hair, but I was down with the blonde. Mary Kay is good, too. I just have very sensitive skin that rashes up from everything.


So, here I am asking My Hubby about his day.

Oh, and by the way, that cheesy photo was taken at a funster AIG convention and given to us as a party favor. Your insurance dollars hard at work for you.

And since I'm kind of looking for something to do on Thursday night, I thought I'd make a personal appeal:

It's a little inside joke that all of us June followers share. We blog folks have our own world that  the rest of you don't even know about! We're planning on taking over the world here, soon.

So, when I'm super bored, eating junk food and waiting for my Hubby to come home, I have a little "coffee" in my Bye Bye Pie mug.
I don't even drink Scotch, but the bottle of vodka in the liquor cabinet was super-sized and I didn't want everyone to think I was some boozed-up, junk-food-eating, blonde Southern girl.

See what I did there, June? I knocked out 2 birds with one stone, sending in my Bye Bye Pie picture at the same time!

My Julia decided to lay down with her 2 pillows of fluff.


And then it was time for tricks. Ok, time for me to brag. These girls are only 10 weeks old and they're already learning their commands. Here they are sitting. I've got some super smart kids.

Oh, it looks like My Hubby has made it home in time for the photo shoot. That phone is permanently glued to his ear. Insurance never sleeps. And yes, that is one of the trucks recalled in the big Toyota recall. Evidently they're not going to make them anymore, since the problem of the gas pedal getting stuck is so dangerous and one they haven't found a solution for! We're so glad he just bought that truck. We like to live on the real side of danger.

Oh-oh, best get rid of the sign! Hi, Honey! On second thought, Hulk, I better rescind my offer. He has lots of guns and a truck with a stuck gas pedal. He could blame everything on the recall. Sorry, Dude.
And look Daddy brought home the bacon or perhaps the chicken wings to top off Junk Food Thursday and clog up our arteries well and good.


They say the family that eats together, stays together . . .  or something like that.  Tori was too full on Totino Pizza Rolls to eat any wings. Besides, somebody had to take the picture.

At no time, were any of these pictures staged.

So, this is our big life at 7:57 or 8ish at our house. Thanks June for giving us an opportunity to share. I can't wait to see all of my other blog friends' pictures.

Today's Definite Download: The Bee Gee's, "To Love Somebody". See, June loves her some Barry Gibb like I love my Bono. So, for June today, a little Barry and brothers. Enjoy.