Around the blogosphere I've seen many "year in review" posts, or "favorite pictures from 2008" and that type thing. I love these kinds of posts. They are fun and informative and enjoyable.
But I'm not going that route. Not today.
Instead, I'm going to post pictures that I did not blog about this past year. Oh, it's all blogworthy stuff, rest assured. Maybe I was just too busy writing about Twilight...or Jason Statham...or Lost...you know, really important subject matters. For whatever reason, the events below escaped a mention on Lulaville. Until now.
I present to you: Neglected Events of 2008!
Certain bloggers got together in California to see a certain movie based on a certain book we all know and love. (Love you and you!) After the movie, a fantastic meal enjoyed al fresco and a trip to Home Goods, we had to stop for some nighttime nutrition. I photographed a bit of the bagged goodies. Because that's how I am. (TatMiniMom, you reveal what else was bought amongst the Filipinos and you die. I can take you, ya know?)
We live on almost 18 acres of rolling land and I'm often asked what we do with a "yard" that big. Well, we farm it. We are hay farmers. Yes, people, it is an actual, agricultural commodity. What do you think cattle eat? So we grow our fields...then Poppy (with a little help from Libbey) and our friends, Seth and Howard , cut the growth...fluff it up a bit, place it in rows, then bale away. We're part of the circle of life, we Litton Family Hay Farmers. Our contribution is the lowest on the food chain, which is completely appropriate given that it is us, after all.
Seriously, is that crepe myrtle not gorgeous? It's called "Watermelon." And yeah, so it sheds and drops teeny tiny watermelon-hued blossoms in the pool, but I can deal. Oh, that's my brother-in-law, Robbie. I'm expecting a phone call from him any minute. It will be filled with choice, four-letter words after he sees this. Love you, Robbie.
I have proof that Sweet Caroline is, in fact, sweet. Some of the time. Look at that face, I beg of you. She's (and Libbey) my life...I'd die for her. She might be our spitfire girl, as I've frequently had to blog, but for all the tears and potty-training refusals and vaseline misuses, she's still our Sweet Caroline.
Back in October Rhea was all, "I put pink streaks in my hair!" Not to be outdone, I put pink streaks in mine & promptly sent her this picture. But while Rhea's was permanent (and rather awesome, I must add), mine washed out later on that evening. You should've seen the looks I garnered when picking up Libbey from school with my pink 'do. Ahhhhhh...small town living at its finest.
Because I'm not opposed to some bragging, I have to share one of my favorite highlights from last year. If this sounds competely superficial and changes your opinion of me...oh well! Let go and let God, I always say. This is the rooftop pool of the Hilton Austin, where I spent 3 days completely by myself while my husband attended boring medical meetings. No kids. My own lounge chair and side table. The pool bar mere steps away. Ninety-five degree temperatures. Plenty of delicious-smelling Coppertone SPF 30. And every mesmerizing word of Breaking Dawn, the ending of my 11 month long wait, and the completion of the saga. A much-needed mommy vacation. In a word it was perfection, y'all. Perfection.
(OK, so I did kind of blog about the whole pool scenario in Austin...but it was mostly about the book and not about my lazy self spending hours doing nothing but reading, aka my dream vacation scenario.)
As Kat is famous for asking, what about you? What didn't you blog about this past year? Share, please. Or, even better, go post. See how much fun it is? Truly.