It's quiet...too quiet.

Kids are in school and it's quiet time....aaaaaah, the quiet. I love the quiet.

Wait. I should hear a squeaky voice talking to his Spiderman.

Where is that voice?

Uh oh...
It's a muffin-sicle

...with jelly of course...

Love that Munchkin.

Holy Macro Batman!!!!!

So I decided the go through some of my pictures the other day. Apparently I'm a fan of the macro setting.

What

the

hell

is

wrong

with

me?

Except the frog. I like the frog.

...and the baby praying mantis...

If I could have taken him home and bottle fed him...well, I would have.

and food...gotta have food.

Nevermind...My name is Stacy and I'm a macro addict. Damn skippy.

Life in the Slow Lane

So I've always been fascinated by cicadas. The whole 17 year life cycle thingie completely enthralls me. I can walk around for days and collect the skins...call me weird...it's okay.

While spending some time at my parent's house this summer, I started picking them up. Before I knew it, I had a bowl full of critter skins. There had to be something I could do with them. Soooooo, we had a photo shoot.

I know, I know...freakazoid. Can you imagine the Hobby Lobby people when I go to get them matted and framed?

Could she BE any cuter?

Sadie LaRue - Merry Christmas to me!!!

Does she even understand the hard life that's ahead of her? Loves, hugs, kisses...the hardest part may be trying to be the star in your own photo shoot.

*Sigh*...oh it's going to be hard indeed...

Um, excuse me, what's going on in here? Who's the furball? No one told me I was going to have to share. Okay kid, let's start by laying down a few ground rules...

My Favorite Memories

Trying to come up with a blog name. What will it be? What will it be about? I searched the dark little corners of my mind and came up with a name. Play Pretties. Some of my favorite memories are of my Grandmother and getting off of the school bus everyday at her house. She would say "walk to the store and get you a play pretty, tell them to put it on the book." That means "bill me" in small town talk. I miss my play pretties and I miss my Grandmother.

What will the blog be about? Me.

Who am I? A small-town girl in Stepford Hell.