Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts

Friday, March 25, 2016

Skiing With the Scotts

One time we went skiing with all of Gavin's siblings and sibling-in-laws. Shay's Tanner had never been on a mountain to ski or snowboard before! We knew his first run down would be slow and we were OK with that- we were all there to help him- and laugh at him! As expected, he struggled getting off the lift, getting up on his skis, going, stopping, etc. We all gave him every tip we knew but he was getting so frustrated. After the first long run down the mountain, he quit. He refused to get on the lift again! I promised to never let him live the quitting down. In order to keep this promise, I made a highlight video of his one run. Thanks for being a good sport Tanner (about the video, not the skiing lol)!
The whole gang-sha-bang

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Unlucky

I must have burned out my luck winning in March Madness. Since then I have sent two automobiles to the shop, broken a stroller, a bluetooth speaker, an iPhone, and left my wallet at work. I'd post pictures but they are all on my phone. 
Count your blessings Madi, count your blessings.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Onesies

Gifts are one of my top love languages. Not in a "spend money on me" way, but in a "here's something because I thought of you" way...like these onesies. We've received a lot of gifts for baby, but these were definitely some of my favorite.
My girls from work all painted onesies for 'it'. The funny thing is is that I don't think they realize how ridiculous their paint jobs are... which is why I love them! We'll see if baby ends up wearing any. That 'pimpin' one might have to go! What else would you expect from girls in a treatment center? 

Friday, August 22, 2014

JLTT

I literally don't know how this started but it's been going on since 2009...
"You can always tell when two people are best friends because they are having way more fun than it makes sense to be having"

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Scary Story

Let's pretend this picture isn't hideous and celebrate that my best friend Maddy got engaged and I am so happy for her!
That's not the scary story; The scary story happened this same night...

Gavin got a text from Maddy's now fiance saying that he was going to propose that night then bring Maddy to his apartment, so we should get to his apartment before them in order to surprise Maddy and celebrate the engagement. I was able to go but Gavin couldn't so I headed up by myself, never having been to this particular apartment before. I got the address and typed it into my GPS then followed the blue dot until I got where I was supposed to be. Despite it being a nice area, it was a very dark and unlit street. My car was right where the blue dot said I was supposed to be but I didn't know if I was supposed to head to the house on the left or the house on the right. My destination was a basement apartment and my instructions were to go through the gate on the left, around back, and down the stairs to the basement door. I figured I would just pick one house and try it.

I chose the house on my left. It was a big house and it looked like nobody was home. There was a walkway headed through the gate on the left of the house and the gate was easy to open so I walked into the backyard. I looked around for a bit and didn't see any stairs or a basement door so I figured I was at the wrong house and I would just head to the house that was on my right. I got out my phone and turned on my flashlight to help me navigate out of the backyard. When I turned on my phone light, it illuminated something that took me a minute to process: an old wooden chair with cuffs, like hand cuffs, on the ankles and wrists of the chair and a light hanging over the chair. 
After staring for a good thirty seconds I realized I needed to get outta there! I sprinted and didn't even close the gate. I ran to the correct backyard, down the stairs, to the basement door and waited until Maddy and her new fiance arrived. 
Who owns a chair like that?!

Thursday, March 13, 2014

TBT I hear you was eating his cat food...

TBT to that one time I stole a letter from a homeless camp. 
If you know "baby", pass this on to her from "Dave" because,
 unfortunately, she never received her letter.

P.S. Excuse the language in the letter. Also I understand whoever wrote this is a child of God and my sole purpose of posting this is not to poke fun at him, though you can admit the lack of punctuation and other things is humorous. 

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Happy St. Patrick's Day!!


Enjoy this photo of Gavin and the oatmeal he dyed green at 11 am because (according to him) I refused to make him a green breakfast.