I love/hate technology

Dewey loves his iphone 4. He plays with it a lot. Some times it drives me crazy.
Other times it makes me so happy. Like when he sends me little videos he makes when he's home alone. He used to send them to me while I was in class. I loved those days.

Here are a couple for you to enjoy.


I have no idea what he's doing at the
beginning of this one.


My niece Ansley LOVES this video.


This one is kinda scary.



* COMING SOON TO WE LIKE IT CHEESY :
I think i'm going to take these videos of Devon and create my own music video. So, stay tuned.

And PLEASE take the new poll I just posted. It's very important.

Mary Kate isn't the only one with a disorder

You've probably already heard, but Devon and I both have eating disorders. Devon is an extremely picky eater and I eat everything I see. For a complete log of our eating habits, you can click here.

For Christmas my sister Katy gave Devon the most wonderful present. Lunch trays from an elementary school. Our dining room table has become much more romantic and our meals are much more nutritious. Devon isn't afraid his vegetables are going to slide over and touch his bread or his brownie, and I can't think of any reason the trays help with my eating disorder. However, I think the trays make dinner a lot more fun. And they fit great in the dishwasher.

Don't be too shocked that Devon is eating apple slices. It's one of the fruits he will eat.

We have a set of 4, so if you ever want to join us for dinner, let me know. Or if you would like to purchase your own lunch trays, you can find them on Amazon, but they aren't cheap.

My dream shoe

The only shoes I enjoy wearing are Rainbow Flip Flops and Cabellas Moccasins. For church I have a few pairs of shoes that I dread wearing. I would take comfort over fashion any day. Every Sunday I put on my moccasins and tell myself, "they don't look that sloppy." I wear them around and try to justify wearing them to church. I just cant do it.

This week I was at DI and I found my Dream Church Shoe.




I had no idea it existed. I though for sure that they were sent there from the Lord as a blessing for not wearing my moccasins to church. You know... not until after the trial of your faith. Well the trial of my faith was about to begin reaping the rewards.

I slipped my foot into the lovely little creation, and guess what?

It was 2 sizes too big.

As one country singer might say, " There was a tear in my beer".

Oh well, I'm just glad to know the shoe exists. Hopefully I can find a pair in my size, or maybe some day the prophet will ask us all to go to church not dressed for the beach, but to go worship with the Mohicans.