Px3 = Peter Pan Party, but I thought Px3 looked cooler, like a new videogame system or something. The Part 1 is because over the next couple of days (or weeks, depending on how organized I am), I will be posting various bits from Miss A’s recent b-day celebration. We can’t seem to get away…
It’s become a Johnson family tradition: right around Miss A’s bday we head out for our annual trip to ReptileFest…what we refer to as, “the snake show.” I come along just to take pics…I have never liked snakes…not since I screamed bloody murder the time a little garter snake crossed my path on the side…
I have missed the last 1..or 2…meetings, ‘cuz things just keep getting in the way. So I really want to make it to this one (especially since they are meeting at the place which makes the most amazing little salads with the even more most amazing not so little olives). But accomplishing this…it shall be…
I am always amazed at the speed in which my daughter can make a new friend. She is a naturally gregarious person and has a knack for remembering people’s names. And, let me just say, the girl is NOT shy. This really comes in handy when we go to the park on our own (as…
Just Ask Lil’ G, who tosses them with aplomb as if playing fetch with some imaginary canine. Or ask Lil’ G’s Dada…who, after observing this behavior a few times decided to investigate…and upon tasting said biscuit declared, “Ugh! These things taste like dog treats!” How he knows what dog treats taste like is something I…
Often, you (and by you, I guess I mean me) hear people complain about the way technology is destroying mankind. Not robots harvesting humans for… (what would robots harvest humans for anyway?)type stuff; just the simple fact that the more ways we have to communicate, the less we seem to connect. Yeah, yeah, yeah, blah-blah-blah.…
Yours truly had a birthday in here somewhere. Now, usually I don’t do cake…it’s really just not my thing. I was that weird kid who didn’t like frosting. But Beth, my friend who makes all the incredible edibles you have seen me post here, convinced my husband (upon delivering the cake seen in my previous…
There’s really not much to say here, a few months ago my husband underwent a procedure and decided a celebration was in order. And what’s a party without cake? Also on the menu were cocktail weenies, bbq meatballs, cheese balls, donut holes, and those little sweet pickles. Yes, you detect a theme. Congrats to my…
On Monday my sweet little ball of fluff, Thisbe, passed away. She was my first, “baby.” I bought her when I was still a teen, and she gave me and my family 12 years of love. As Aishtyn says, “Nothing will be the same without Thisbe.” She loved her milkbone snacks, and would often find…
The big day has come and gone, heck – it’s almost been 2 weeks already (man does the time fly by!) And I want to start things out as fair as possible, so, since Big Sister got a little montage on her last day as an only child, Little Sister is getting one for her…
Melonie Johnson 
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