Ruthie Sunday and etc

So are you sick of Ruthie Sunday yet? I must be. I got all the pictures onto my computer, and then promptly got distracted by emails and getting the boy child up and making appointments for cars (they'd better fix the ac this time, for Pete's sake!!). And there's this really annoying device hidden somewhere in the bowels of all the baggage that the boy child brought home from paintball -- it keeps ringing and talking, and sounding very walkie-talkie like! Have no clue where the darned thing is though. I did confirm with the still-sleeping child that he does have a device somewhere in that pile that will sound like that. Which was a relief after all the wondering what the heck that sound was since yesterday afternoon!

Anyway, here is Ruthie. Serves me right for not looking at the instructions ahead of time. I sat down to pick Ruthie up again and discovered much to my horror and dismay that the next row of letters was -- you guessed it -- satin stitch again!!!




The good news is that these satin stitch letters were over two threads instead of three and thus much easier to stitch.



In other news, the boy child came home from his paintball event all tired and muddy. Talk about muddy! UGH! I've been spoiled with my kids. Never have they ever really participated in a sport or event that involved mud. So this is something new for me. Talk about disgusting! But he had a great time. Didn't tell us too much about it though. He came home, took a shower, got pumped by us for information about his weekend for a few minutes, got a text message on his cell phone from one of his friends who had been at the event as well, and promptly went over to that friend's house. Didn't see him the rest of the day. Thus our puzzlement over the talking, ringing, crackling thing hidden in his piles of paintball paraphernalia.

The girl child apparently had a great time at the Freshman Formal with her boyfriend. But of course, she didn't take any pictures so I don't have any evidence of this fact. And also of course, I just got a two line email telling me she had a fun weekend and that was it. Does anyone else have kids who don't tell them anything about their lives? lol!

Anyway, since I can't show lovely pictures of the girl child and her beau, I'll show a couple more of the boy child and his paintball fun.




He poses for his friend's father much better than for us.




There goes the talking device again. I'd better tell the boy child to turn that thing off before his double bass teacher comes for lessons. :D