Cam's senior prom was two weeks ago. Look at the beautiful wristlets the girls wore! I couldn't get over how pretty and colorful the flowers were. And, of course, the girls' dresses. They were just gorgeous.
And I thought my handsome fella dressed up pretty darned nicely! Daddy brought his '55 Chevy over for Cam to make pictures with. He didn't drive it to the prom, though. Um, no.
Isn't youth a beautiful thing? I was happy with the way his suit looked on him and well, his date was darling. They complemented each other so much.
Bright and early the next morning, we headed south. Vidalia, home of the world-famous sweet onion is where we landed for our Kimball Easter.
Almost everyone was there and we couldn't have asked for a prettier day. The kids had their egg hunt. Just look at this look of excitement on my cousin, Rick's little girl. Priceless. Once again, isn't youth just wonderful?
But we can't be kids forever. Here is my mom with two of her three brothers. They look pretty good, don't ya think?
The following weekend was Easter weekend. Another exhausting, but wonderful time. Easter Sunday morning I went to my first-ever sunrise service at the square in McDonough. It was another gorgeous day and when the sun was rising in the sky, it just gave me chills.
We listened to a wonderful sermon and some amazing music. I really, really enjoyed it.Jeff''s mom had lunch for everybody for the first time in a long time. There are so many people and she never let us bring anything before, but this time we all brought sides and it worked out good. She still made most of the food and probably worked hard the day before, but it sure was good.
Kristi got Jeff and his brothers, mom and dad together for a picture. I love the way Jeff is holding P-Nut's arm. Such a sweet picture.
Sunday night we had my family over for Easter supper. After a few weeks of pretty nice weather, the kids decided it was time to try out the pool. Here's my first swimmer of 2011.
Y'all know how sentimental I am, right? My kids and my nephews and niece range in age from 22 to 7 years old. But they KNOW that when they come to MY house for Easter that EVERYBODY hunts Easter eggs.
Since the excitement has died down for most everybody with the exception of Eli, I decided to try something a little different this year. We had our egg hunt at dark. Everyone brought flashlights and had to hunt their eggs in the pitch black. Which, BTW, I thought it would never get dark that night.
This was a good picture of everyone except Cam. Not sure why he felt he needed to make such a face, but, oh, well. It's great of the others.
It was a huge success hunting eggs in the dark. And it did make it a little more challenging for my 22-year-old son! Ha!!!
After all the eggs were found -- or so we thought -- they checked out their loot.
Jeff found three more eggs Monday and Cam found one of the silver eggs last night. Thankfully, none of it was chocolate. That would've been a terrible thing to waste. It was jelly beans. Which I ate anyway.There is nothing on our schedule this weekend and I am SO glad. I'm sure we'll be working around the house, but no big event to get ready for.
We had very bad storms in Georgia last night. Tornadoes skipping all across the state. I'm thankful that all of my family and friends are okay. It was pretty scary for some of us. Jeff slept through most of it. I kept watch, knowing that if I tried to wake any of the three of my Kelly men, they would probably just roll over and tell me to leave them alone. But I kept watch just in case. Thankfully, we didn't have to hit the basement.
I only intended to work on my post for a few minutes, but here I am two hours later. Ugh.
Till next time...
In case you didn't get the subtle clue, this is me! I'm in a bridesmaid dress I borrowed from my Aunt Theresa. And back in 1983, you didn't wear a wristlet, but instead you carried a big bouquet! Anyway, I remember the night well. I was very excited. I remember where we ate, what we did after the prom, but I remember nothing about the prom itself. Must've been pretty boring. Last night was my nephew Joseph prom. It was held at the Georgia Aquarium. I bet that was a lovely place to have it. I wish I could've seen it. My dad brought over his prize possession; his fully restored '55 Chevy. He brought it over for Ross, Joseph, and today will be Cam's turn. I took 106 pictures before they left. There was not one bad picture of Kelsey. I do believe she's one of the most photogenic girls I've ever seen. These are a few of the pictures I wanted to share with y'all. Kelsey, Joseph, and my dad. 
My dad with four of his six grandsons. So dang proud. I'd have given anything for Ethan and Eli to have been there. 
Joseph and his sweet mama, my sweet sister, Crystal. 
We all drove over to 
Yesterday I spent literally ALL day going through hundreds of pictures. Cam graduates in six weeks and I'm picking out pictures to use for his party. I wanted the first day of school for all twelve years. I finally finished last night after 7. And I started at like 10 in the morning. And worst of all, I still can't find his ninth grade picture. The search will have to continue. But not today. My heart can't take looking at any more old pictures. Looking at the old days makes me so sad. Anyway, a word of advice to all you moms out there. When you have a picture of a special day or a picture that you just really love and think you may want to use again someday in the faraway future, put it in a special folder on your computer and back it up, of course, on something external. Or print it and put it in a special box or something. Oh, how I wish I had done that. 
So we stopped. Got a dozen hot donuts. I think I ate five. Maybe six. I don't think I want anymore for a while. I woke up Saturday morning and still felt crammed full of donuts. Luckily, I was hungry by that evening because we went to Outback for dinner. Oh, those cheddar fries are to die for, aren't they? I got my fall and winter clothes put away and brought out my spring and summer. That was a job that took a couple of hours and one that I have been dreading. Glad to have that done and over with. Now I need to go shopping. I'm asking myself what in the world I wore last summer. 
Jeff doesn't enjoy fishing. If he walks down to the lake with me, he usually looks for a shady spot to lay back and enjoy the peacefulness of the lake. 
Yesterday, while still on our staycation, I walked down to the lake. Look at this nice bass I caught. But don't look at me. I have on no makeup and look dang old. I was on staycation after all. 
Then I got my line tangled up in a tree and had to break the line to get it loose. I forgot my tackle box at home, so I left. It was great fun while it lasted. While I was washing windows on Saturday, Jeff finished filling the hole where the tree I hated was. You can see what's left of the tree in the background of this picture. My sweet husband does such a great job at every project he works on. He is a perfectionist and I am so lucky, because perfection is what I like. Now we'll get a birdbath and a bird feeder and it'll be a bird's heaven. 
I've been working on Cam's graduation announcements a little each day. I don't want to be down to the last minute and stressed over getting them out, so I do a little at the time and it's not so bad. They sure are pretty and I get emotional every time I look at them. It's such a milestone for him and well, for me too, really. 
