White pants begone

I hate the no white pants after Labor Day rule. I love me some white pants, shorts, skirts, etc. I think I was able to get away with wearing white year round in Florida, but this does not really fly in B'ham. Flip flops are also not acceptable year round here. I am going to still try and get away with wearing "winter white" but I guess I will retire my favorite white linens. Anyways, hope everyone had a nice relaxing Labor Day. Matt golfed for the first half, so I spent the morning with the boys. After grabbing some breakfast we headed to the park to soak up the amazing weather.


After I fooled them with a morning of their favorite things (bites of my bagel, walk around the lake, watching the fish from the dock, sniffing heinies), I dumped them off at the groomers. It's so funny because they always go in all excited, but then when I pick them up, they act like they just had a colonoscopy or something, tails between their legs and all violated. This probably has something to do with the fact that Riley HATES even my little blow dryer, but at the groomer he is forced to stand in "the box" which basically consists of 8 nozzles all blowing from different directions. Slightly traumatic I'm sure.

Very tired after their big day...



We had our first cook out at the new house that night. Check out our little table top grill...perfect for 2 burgers (Matt) and 2 portabella mushrooms (Me). Thanks John! Oh and let me tell you what a sight we were to the neighbors. Still haven't unpacked the outdoor radio, so Matt just turned his car radio on, to the country station of course. I haven't found a patio set yet, so we pulled out some lawn chairs and our TV trays and sat our redneck butts right in the driveway and ate our dinner. No shame.