BETTER LATE THAN NEVER

Where has the week gone? It has flown by! We've thoroughly been enjoying the beautiful weather that has come our way this week. I realize it's almost the weekend again, but here are some highlights from last weekend. 

Trips on the Ranger:

Turbo being silly:

Country Girl making mud pies with the boys:

Which mud pies ultimately led to mud fights:

Of which Sissy was NOT a fan:

Neither was Turbo when he was on the receiving end:

We finally got some much-needed rain:

But without thunder and lightning so we enjoyed swimming in it for what was 

probably our last swim of this year. :(

Somehow this sweet hopeless romantic:

talked me into watching Letters to Juliet. I have one word: CHEESEBALL. :) I hate cheesy romantic movies like that. They make me gag. She thought it was the greatest movie. I think she's great.

THE END.

I won't be posting for a few days as the hubs and I are headed to another Redneck Romp (a/k/a Thunder Beach Bike Rally) in Panama City as soon as we can wrap things up here. We're leaving our boys in the very capable hands of my parents. Bless them. We had a sitter lined up for the weekend, but plans fell through. They stepped up so we could still have our kid-free weekend at the beach along with every other redneck who owns a Harley. Many, many thanks Meems and Granddaddy! I know it's not an easy task. We appreciate it so very much.

I must go now. Time to get in full redneck mode. The weather is supposed to be beautiful but the nights may be a bit cool. Gotta go make sure the leather is packed. :)