If looks could kill...

So...it's been a while since my last post.  Let me just start off with:  this week has been one stress-filled fire ball from hell.  We are completely switiching over everything in the way we take data and paperwork during therapy and I will spare you the details...but let's just say... I literally felt like crawling out the front door of the building while simultaneously flipping off the world.  It was awful. And it was only Wednesday for crying out loud.  Anyway...I got to thinking while I was trying to maintain a somewhat functional form of sanity.  I realized that I make a LOT of weird faces at my children.  I was wondering to myself what this must look like to them...And as I NEVER take pictures of myself and post them on public faces (right) AAAAAND I feel like garbage...here are a few.  Just for laughs...and lets face it...my makeup looked pretty rad today. I will also throw in a few other unflattery ones of me making a typical Brittany face.... just to humble myself....


Christmas...the most wonderful time of the year.  Check out Haley's mouth.  Taylor looks like a model...but sorry Haley...we do not look our best.


Now THIS picture...on the other hand....is a keeper.  Taylor still looking like a European model...but at least Mars Attacks and I are having fun...right haley? right? :)


This is my...look what my friend just bought me for my birthday... That toilet paper lasted the whole semester and I still use that tool  in my hand... Thanks Cody Lee!


This one was taken courtesy Melanie Ann Johnston.  This man was sitting a little too close for comfort at a BYU game...(these are my panic...very uncomfortable eyes)


Yeah...so what? Our car broke down in Logan and we missed the BYU game...see if you could navigate Logan effing Utah when it is raining and you are wearing a dress and heels.  Props to us Melanie...we rocked the free bus like NOBODY'S business.


Possibly my favorite picture of all time.....



My thoughts in this picture are as followed...It's 3:30 in the morning...I've only had 5 hours of sleep the last two nights...I'm trying to smile but get that damn camera out of my face.



I hate clowns.....



I am the one in the red jumper... I am serious about music now...and I was serious about it at 5.



It is hard work being a bridesmaide...and son of a...I will NOT sweat on this dress before we take pictures....


I really don't have words for this picture...except for...loosen up on the pencil grip Brittany...


hahaha....I'm smiling...but my eyes say...if you hurt her again, I will cut you....GLAD YOU ARE MARRIED NOW! :)



stuck.....stuck....... STUCK!!!!




We were the last two to get married...haha...and now I'm the last one.



And here are some faces I make at my children...

This one is...
hmmm...do you think this is a good choice...or a bad choice....

I think you are making a bad choice right now...please take that out of your mouth/off your head/out of the toilet.

 

 

Oh Lord...now wash your hands...please.

 

:)