And my pretty shoes. 

This is my very prettr dress for Phantom of the Opera. I don't know if it looks like much on here, but I really love it. 

Frisbee golf equipment 

And it's a bit blurry, but Chad and Lynda (on the left) are good friends of Stephen. And we are all getting to know each other better. 

The other two people on our frisbee golf team (by the way, I suck at frisbee golf) 

I really like this photo. 

These were the very cute duckies that were by the pond on the last hole. We lost more than one frisbee in the drink - one considerably in - but we retrieved them all, even one that we didn't throw in! 

Some tree that Stephen thought was really wacked out, but I don't think it is that strange... 

Yes, I do think we are lost. Isn't this somehow a typical explorer photo? 

It was an incredibly hot day. We walked around for ages to find the place and then ended up walking in circles. 

This is waiting for the bus to go to frisbee golf. This is a real sport - they have drivers and putters and everything. I just have never heard of it before 

So apparently this is my cute nose. What do you think? 

Wondering the world through the inspiration of a Big Gulp. 

And he is very spoiled, because not only did he get pie, but mint oreo blizzard cake as well. And he at a whole lot of it! hehe 

And even though I stressed about it chronically, the pie was actually good! I was so excited. (It was supposed to have egg whites on top, but oh well, you get that!) 

All the ingredients for maple syrup pie - another part of the 12 Days of Stephen 

...and there's nothing but newspaper in it? (don't worry, I did get him a present - I just sent him on a bit of a goose chase to get it) 

But does it count, when you get to the end of the box... 

So this is on Stephen's birthday - aparently big boxes mean lots of love! 

...where everyone's a poet. 

...across the fridge... 

Word art... 

And I carried everything onto the bus by myself except for the slurpie, might I add. But I guess there is a first time for everything! ;) 

This was on the bus after the first time Stephen has heard me preach. And for as much as I had tried to convince myself that it didn't matter to me what he thought, because I don't speak for Stephen but for God, it was really nice to hear that he thought I did an awesome job and that he was proud of me. 

This is one cool lookin' cat!