Bad Blogger

My husband has informed me that I am a bad blogger. I have been neglecting my blog. Bad blogger. Bad.

But in my defense I really haven't been feeling good. And it is hard to be witty and interesting when all you want to do is curl up in a ball and die. Where's the barfing smiley when you need him?

So in the interest of keeping your interest, how about some pics?

Silly kids

Pretty flowers

A spot to reflect

Chickens in the garden?

And last but not least: You might be a redneck if.....

That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.

Blessings.