Monday, February 28, 2011

Spring? Already?

Winter was seriously short lived around here. And I really miss it. But, maybe it's just me and my broken car air conditioner. But seriously, where did winter go? Bridget and I decided to soak up the warm sunshine and practice our photography (we both got new cameras for Christmas). 

These are the signs of spring we found in her neighborhood:

But it wasn't all fun and games. On our trip around the neighborhood we found a seriously creepy mailbox topper.

Seriously, lady? Why? 

I think he's going to eat me.

In other news, I'm officially halfway done with my last semester of undergraduate education! Yay!

And Cory gained 5 pounds last week. And I haven't even switched him to whole milk yet! So, awesome.

And, I don't know how to cook pasta for less than 15 people. Seeing as we are only 2 people, it's becoming a problem.
And this was AFTER we had stuffed our faces until our bellies hurt. Yea.


Mrs. Blimes said...

lol creepiest mailbox dwarf ever!!! I do think you got some gorgeous pics tho! Let me know if you ever want to practice on people cuz I loooove to get pics taken ;o)
Also, congrats on the five lbs! It's so nice that some people can celebrate gaining weight... Boo. :o)

Nathan and Holly Larson said...

I'm jealous! We're probably not going to get spring here for a while! :( And that mailbox thing...SUPER creepy!!!

Alicia said...

Wow, Lindy! Your pictures are beautiful! The picture with all of the trees is almost my favorite (second only to the close up of the mailbox topper).

Kourtney said...

Nah, he's adorable. In a eat-you-alive, jeeper creeper, closet monster kind of way. FabUUlous!

freya said...

i know! i was so shocked this morning when i saw all the dogwoods had popped like popcorn (as i looked out the window).
i went to utah and came back to spring in full swing!

someone should do them a favor and steal that thing. so creepy.

Becca said...

I think you should make that mailbox topper your profile picture.

Those pictures look like you live in Avonlea or some other ridiculously romanticized haven of peace and beauty.