Monthly Archives: December 2011
Goodbye 2011.
Well it’s New Year’s Eve and we’re seeing in the next one with good friends.
Let’s hope the next year brings more fun, laughs and sword fights.
Best wishes to you all.
Get Her.
Of course all the presents that Father Christmas has brought are no match for a good old cushion burial.
A Winter’s Swim.
Our winter’s walk on the beach was cut prematurely short today by Evie’s side step into a wave.
Telling the surfer that it’s a bit cold for a swim was a good come back though…
Fluffy.
Father Christmas brought Evie a new cat for Christmas.
She’s decided to call her Fluffy.
As Fluffy is only a toy and cannot speak for herself, Evie acts as the voice of Fluffy.
Endearing yet slightly disturbing at the same time.
Fluffy is watching me…..
Christmas Day.
Lego mountains and dinosaur kingdoms.
Wooden bikes and a squirrel that squeaked for five minutes before it’s insides were ripped out.
Happy Christmas.
Balls ‘n Swords
Where does one take a dog obsessed with balls and a boy obsessed with swords?
Dodging the mud and the hail showers today.
Lumberjacks.
We finally got our Christmas tree home today with the help of some ratchet straps and half and hour of fiddling while the kids and the dog sat laughing at us in the car.
Hello.
My name is Angie Stevens and today I am 38 years old. This is my blog.
I love to draw and find no better way than to tell you all about my life and my family.
Thank you for dropping by over the past year. It has opened more doors for me than I thought possible.
Here’s to getting older and more drawing to come.
If I knew you were coming…
..I’d baked a cake!
My dudes made my birthday cake today.(for my birthday tomorrow).
House Arrest.
It’s hard entertaining a dog that can’t go out for five days (torn nail, big bandage, much whimpering and lots of antibiotics).
Gruff has come up with some excellent activities to pass the time.
We have dragon slaying,
There’s car chasing,
Hide and seek (normally doesn’t take long),
And there’s staring out the cat, never ends well.
Bandages.
One more day until the bandages come off Bonnie, hang on in there or I’ll have to vacuum wrap your leg.
Doodlemum 