I did it!

Last week what I said was, I was going to bed when in fact I started this post for next week. I'm thinking ahead people! I never do that! 

I have very little commentary since I'm in a rush, but I have one story to tell before I finish this...

Little red riding Jack. 

I have to question snap filters sometimes. 

Juicy grapey Lucas.

Another snap filter I regret not doing. Ugh.

Hmmmm someone else did this year's ago leaving the house with two different shoes on. Who could it be, who could it be....?

Anna rocking the purple hat and glasses. 

Getting in some yoga.

I think this is Lindsey. 

Walk her walk? Did the Morton salt girl have a hard life? I don't think so. Also, I totally think you should do this hair color and cut Mollie.  

I AM looking pretty fab. 

How stinkin cute is this stolen snap. 

Anna can't walk her walk yet.

Anna is smitten with her Mama. That's the second time I've used the word smitten in less than two weeks. Weird. 

I got in so much trouble for this. I get in a lot of trouble a lot of the time. 

Deep thinking.  

Snakes on cupcakes. Beba wants people to stop spelling things or wanting animals in the form of food. She thinks this was time spent on things that will end up in the trash. 

When Dad's in charge, weird things happen. 

It IS a choir of shakers. 

Ugh, that should have been, waiting on these two. Also, I have no recollection of when this took place. 

This is true and accurate. 

So is this. 

Beba is always checking food dates and smelling stuff. John and I once changed the date on the milk when it was still drinkable, but out of date. I would do it again. 

She snapped me back, but I didn't believe her. 

Addy loves cold weather. It's the husky in her. 

A chubby girl plays the lead in this, so sadly, this looks about right. 

HA HA HA this does not.

A confection creation from Beba. She nailed it.

It was Fall and the great Ginkgo tree in town was showing off.

I have no idea who snapped this. Jared and Colby and Dale and Lydia went to New York in December, but none of them snap! 

Emma was in that plane coming home. 

Love my White House ornament! 

Still a jerk while doing it.

Here's my story....

Last week Carrie and I picked James up from school. Our normal routine is to go get a snack after the pick up. We had to drop Olivia off at work and he said he wanted ice cream, so we walked in with her and got a scoop of chocolate. We sat inside and as he was finishing up, he started eyeballing the lovely cupcakes behind the glass and said he wanted one. How could I refuse? So we got a birthday cake cupcake. He didn't eat ALL of it. 

Anyway we left the shop to go get William and when he got in the car he said he would like an Icee. No problem. James of course wanted an Icee as well. I had a moral dilemma. James and I DID DISCUSS the fact he'd already had some delicious confections, but he didn't agree with the reasoning that said he didn't need another. 

I left them in the car with Carrie and went inside and it was then I realized it would be cruel and inhuman to deny a three year old an Icee. So I got him one that was half full. When I opened the car door to pass them out, James gasped with delight when he saw he did in fact, score an Icee. It was as if angels sang and the heavens opened up to deliver this lovely gift to him. Gotta say it was sweet on my end. Done and done. Happy three year old, happy life. Secret between friends. (Fingers crossed.)

Then this happened. 

And that's how I was ratted out by a three year old.

Now, I'm in Dallas and it's 1:43 A.M. Sunday morning and I've just finished this post and I have it set to post on Thursday at 12 noon, using another tool of blogger. 

This is an experiment and if it works, there will be a snap post on Thursday, if it doesn't, then there won't. 

Simple as that.

Now I have to erase my footprint on Keith's computer so as to not incriminate myself in any way. 

Shhhh, wish me luck and tell NO ONE.

The brown dog barks at midnight. I don't know what that means, but I just said it because it sounded covert. 

Over and out....

If it's March, there's madness again

Well peeps I have some news. I'm leaving town on Friday for 10 days and next week's snap post may be in jeopardy because of that. The trip will start in Dallas with wifi and all the fun that goes along with it, but the second leg of the trip will be to Corsicana and that's where wifi does not live. At least at our place. So unless I get two posts finished before we leave town, next week's will not happen. I'll see how much I get done before I have to think of something else to do so as to put this off for a bit. Procrastination is my middle name. Well, Lisa is my middle name, but procrastination is where I live. I don't even know what that means, but I said it anyway. 

Well, I successfully found something to distract myself for almost one hour. Back tomorrow to try to get this done!

It's 1:08 p.m. on Thursday and I've frittered the morning away. Well done me! In other news, I have none. I have lots of people I'm related to doing many things, but I think it's silly to tell it all here when it's not my bidness.  

When last here I mentioned the madness surrounding my people about March. I even filled out a bracket. I was on a roll and then the bottom fell out. Duke, chosen by me to go to the championship, lost and now all my eggs are in the UNC bracket. 

What I've discovered over this last week is it's probably not great for me to have a bracket for the NCAA tourney because I ended up with HUGE animosity towards teams that lost, ruined my bracket and didn't live up to the potential I placed in them. 

For instance last weekend when Vanderbilt lost I said, "That's it! I'll never root for them again!!" I now have a long list of teams I will be forever against and look at with disdain. They include...Maryland, Duke, Marquette and Louisville. There are a few others. My bracket is currently in 9th place out of 39, so that's not bad, but it ain't good either. If it stays the same, I'll be the ninth loser. It's unacceptable. 

Update: It's 1:00 in the morning and I just got back to the computer. After the sweet sixteen began tonight. I've got knocked out of the top 10 in the bracket. Hashtag fail. I now have another team I shant ever root for again. Wait a second and let me go see who it is....after checking again, it's actually Oregon who I couldn't stand before this anyway. I picked Louisville who got beat by Michigan who got beat by Oregon tonight. I can't stand any of the west coast teams. All those state place holders on the Pacific Ocean is who I'm talking about. 

Moving on to this week's snaps. There are certain girls in the family who begin March Madness on Thursday morning and stick with it until Sunday night. This year baby Blake's arrival changed up their day a bit, but they managed to be on hand for the birth and then rush to their TV and still have plenty of game watching. 

Disclaimer: They hold no animosity towards Blake or her parents. 

Lets get to the snaps...

This day is huge for the basketball peeps in our family. 

This is a mean girl message from Carlie to me. I resent it to my core being. She is referring to my winning the bracket and being a MILLIONAIRE! Ok, really just a hundred fifty dollanaire. But still. Rude. 

This is her attitude face after I sent her a snap video of me telling her I was a visionary because my bracket had the final being between Duke and UNC. 

Then I got a Minnie Mouse voice dressing down about how wrong I was with my choice. Someone IS wrong, I'm not saying who. I'M NOT SAYING IT!

Someone's gonna have some wine and some bball. The names aren't always on here and sometimes the snaps are unrecognizable. 

This is a Beba snap. She really believes it's the best day ever. 

This is Carlie, she did all those things. Well, I can't confirm the shower. 

This birthing room snap is relevant to basketball because it was on the first day of the tourney. I think this is a Mollie snap. 

Yes we've heard this before. Maybe Carlie's? Not sure. 

I recognize Carlie's giddy bitmoji .

I recognize that cookie as Caitlin's, so I'm going with the Kit Kat snap. 

I know that dog, so I know this is Mags.

The girls are on their way to get William from school so he could enjoy some bball with his peeps. 

This is not true. It's not true NSA. 

He actually hit his head on a doorknob and had a moment of sadness, but a cookie and basketball was his medicine. 

He has become one of them. 

And they've sucked him into their foodie fold as well. 

Hello! Ice cream is always a yes. 

Church and lunch and back at it on Sunday. 

Ninety nine percent of this post is courtesy of Carlie Rebecca. If she had not played the game, (HEY!) this post would not have happened.

I'm gonna tell the truth and say that this Snap Thursday will be brought to you by the day that is Friday. But with my magic skills, it will SAY Thursday. I don't even feel bad.

I am now going to bed without having another snap post even started for next week. And tomorrow is a full day for me. 

This is a sort of cliffhanger that will be resolved only on Thursday of next week. Will there be a post or won't there? 

Cliff....hanger 

I'm off to bed now, but not before I post this picture of a tiny little girl in a big ole bed.     

She's got lots of room to spread. 

That's it for me. 

Texas is west and that's where I'm going.