Why Women Stay Single!!!!

I have a couple videos to share with you!! Thought you would enjoy them I did......

Why Women Stay Single - Celebrity bloopers here

The next one is my favorite for sure :~)

Thanks Friend :~) Not sure why she never

called back he sounds like a

COMPLETE CATCH!!! LOL

Just for all you guys if we don't call back it's because our

mother has cancer, we were abused as children, or we

have an anxiety disorder and it has absolutely nothing to do

the withthe fact we may not want to go out with you. Or do

you think that's a little passive/aggressive :~)

Now will everyone leave me alone about getting married

I have proof of what's out there so quite

bugging me.and Crisco ..... THANKS!!!!!!!!!!

Why Women Stay Single? - More free videos are here

One more for good measure :~)

Divorced From Soda

YES I am divorced it's true~ from soda. Due to life I no longer drink pop it's kind of (really) depressing. I miss my Diet Dr. Pepper EVERYDAY somedays its worse and I just want to drink it all day long (damn 23 flavors taunting me with all your deliciousness). But sometimes you have to seperate yourself from something you love...... :~( I know it's for the better (**sniff sniff**) I think I might cry...... These explain my feelings.... Now where's my box of tissue........

Diet Dr. Pepper

We are separated once again

It's not my fault, No!

You had me hooked on false pretenses

Your really not a Doctor

Oh how you had me fooled

All you do is cause me pain

But deep down inside

I love you still the same

Secretly I wish that you and I

Could become friends once again

and another.......

Diet Dr. Pepper

We use to be friends

Now were bitter Enemies

To the very end

It was not I

That wanted it so, No

Oh how my lips long

To touch your sweet can

To have your succulent nectar

Satisfy me once again

But no it will never be

You have waged your

War against me

Now I sit and stare

At your beautiful can

Holding on to the past and what we had

~Charlotte~

THE END.......

Happiness comes with a Button Nose!!!

I told you I would have more for you... I've had lots of time to hang out with this little handsome man and I think I'm in LOVE!!!! He is the cutest thing ever and he snuggles YEAH!!! Alaura doesn't so this is exciting news...

First things first Josh thinks he has the same nose I do so we did some comparing......

And More Comparing...

What do you think does he have my nose??????

Secondly I let little Miss Alaura take some pictures and I tell you what I think she has a future in photography look at all the unique images she was able to capture. Get ready to be DAZZLED !!!!!

Poor child isn't going to have any personality look how boring his dad and grandparents are..... how sad :~(










He will have a hard time figuring out Grammy though because sometimes she looks like Popeye the Sailor Man... ToOt ToOt and sometimes she looks normal... Oh and we have Uncle Randy showing off his mad wheelchair skills. I think I should let Alaura take pics more often


And where would any self respecting photographer/artist be without some self portraits so I have included some of Alauras for your viewing pleasure. I know she is like a little Monet with a camera.... Now hold your horses she is to young to book photoshoots right now but you wait a couple years and this little sweetie will be on her way.... So come back when she is a little older and will talk.... Seriously

Baby Beau!!!

I got to hold this sweet face last night :)




And I get to Hold him AGAIN tonight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don't you just want to squeeze his cute little cheeks :~) I'm one lucky Aunt that is for sure....

More later on this handsome little man

Africa & Other Randomness

It's about time I update this since there is lots going on. First is I am an aunt again YEAH!!!!!! Little Beau was born last night by c-section. He is the cutest little nephew ever and I mean it.... I'm not biast at all not one bit :~)

I am totally loving Crisco being gone.... well I only miss her a little bit but she is having tons of fun in Africa. She has been gone since the 14th of this month and is loving it I will post a couple of her emails to us about her time there. I know its short but thats I think so read Crisco's emails NOW!

This first one was sent the 20th of July:

It's me again. I finally got to a computer where I could type fast and the shift key works. In Nairobi I am at a place called The Village Market. It is for the white people i guess it is more taken care of than anywhere I have been so far. So one thing I have missed so far is American Toliets. I don't know whats out here but I don't like. It has been a blast so far. When in Mombasa we went to Fort Jesus, the Indian Ocean, a Rugby game and then Fred took us to a club. Guess what I got my first phone number he also gave me a necklace- I think he was high but who knows it was fun- more details when I get home. On our way back to Nairobi we road the train and I got to see zebras, giraffees, wild beasts, ostrich(sorry not spelled right) The funnest part of the train though was standing by the window and waving to the people and seeing their smiles. There are so many cute kids and babies!! But what an eye opener!! I made my first shopping purchase in Mombasa and I got to see where the docked the ship that was taken over by the pirates. Today in Nairobi we got to see the giraffee park and a giraffee ate out of my hand and then I got dared to have the food on my lips and the giraffe ate it. It had a very rough tounge. First time I have been tounged as well. Many Firsts!! And still going. I finally got my suitecase today and it was like Christmas. These computers don't let me put pics on so when I get home were going to have a picture party. Tons of love and I'll write soon!!!!

The last one was sent on the 26th of July:

hey again

we made it to Nakuru and went and visited the school for the Deaf yesterday and i just fell in love with all the students! they thought is was cool for me to take pics and then show them what they looked like. everyone was saying picture me picture me- they wanted me to take their picture. when i got there i have never been greeted with so many hugs and handshakes!! and smiles - they were showing us everything and i had six friends holding on to my hands arms and skirt- i love it already and having fun- today is the day we have to eat one meal with them and i am not looking forward to it! struggling with the food a little

other than that I AM having a blast and love it here!! tons of love and ill write soon

Crystale

Those emails are completly Crisco always being trailed by a bunch of kids like the Pied Piper of children. Anyways hope you enjoy hearing about her travels. Oh I remember I have another story for you. I love my new apartment but lucky me got locked in the other day. What adventures we have in life :~)

What Happens When the Lights Go Out????

Well it's not what you think. There was no handsome man with impecible pectorial muscles or a six pack trying to seduce me in my living room. I know I know you're all hoping for some Harlequin Romance Novel love scene to be portrayed here on my blog but alas that is not the case. That only happens in my dreams.... oops well... er um maybe that is a little TMI but hey I'm single let a girl have her dreams.


Anyways, back to the topic at hand so what happens when the lights go out...... a Panty FIASCO. It all happened last week when a pole caught fire near my new upgraded fabulous apartment with a dishwasher (I haven't had one for two years I never knew how much I would miss it, I will never ever live without one again). I just moved in like four days before the said power outage and had not hooked up my washing machine yet. BIG MISTAKE because I only had three pair of panties due to the fact that my mother helped me pack. She hid them pretty well so I had not been able to locate my um other stash of panties. I was also wearing the last of the three pair I had so I was in a real bad bind.

My dad was nice enough to come over and take me to get a hamburger since I was unable to cook anything and no one and I mean no one really wants to eat a raw hotdog and uncooked ramon noodles for dinner no matter how hungry you are. Afterwards I thought since he was there I would have him hook up my washing machine since my friend/upstairs neighbor told me the power would be on at 8pm. I thought it would work out great the power would come on and I could you know wash the panties and everything would work out. Yeah Right! Where's my Fairy Godmother when I need her???

Oh wait I don't have one so when 8pm rolled around I went to the kitchen to turn on my lights praying ferverntly that they would come on while crossing my fingers and I flipped the switch, then :~( Nothing, no power I started to get very worried. What a crappy serious of events. For the next two hours at 15 minute intervals I would jump up and go to the light switch praying that they would come on just to be let down each and every single time. Not only that I was walking around a pitch black apartment with my cell phone as a flashlight trying not to trip over the boxes scattered about my house. Of course that ran my battery down on my cell phone and I needed it for my alarm. As the night went on and it got darker I got a little worried and I decided that since I can't do anything that I should go to bed and preserve my cell phone battery but I still had no panties to wear the next day.


I ran through a list of possible options which were: wear the same ones um NO, turn them inside out and wear them again tomorrow um NO, Go Comando um ya that was a No too. Well lets just say they weren't really options for me they were all just things my brothers would do ewwww gross. That left me with only one possible solution to my dilema well you guessed it. That is why at 10:30 at night in a pitch black house with my cell phone propped behind the sink casting a creepy glow over everything I was washing my panties in scolding hot water cursing everything under the sun just so I have a clean pair to wear to work the next day. GRRRRRRRRRRR


I hung them up to dry, plugged in my cell phone, and went to bed praying that one my phone wouldn't die before my alarm woke me up, two my panties would dry, and three that the power would come on before I woke up. I was hoping for a miracle. Again I don't have a Fairy Godmother so of course it didn't all work out but the power came on and my alarm clock woke me up. BUT my panties did not dry. Can I tell you how annoying it is to go to all that work for them not to dry and that Yes I did have to blow dry my panties that morning as I was trying to get to work. I feel like the world hates me. It does it really does!

Uncle Brent

Today I just wanted to remember someone I love dearly, My Uncle Brent. One year ago he passed away and I just want everyone to know what a great guy he was and how much he is missed. He always had a funny joke to tell me and when he couldn't get my mom on the phone he would call me and he always made it seem like he had just called to talk to me. He would ask about how I was and we would laugh and joke around. He would remember everything we talked about and when he called again would ask for updates. I knew he loved me. He would always pull out his dentures and say "Give me kisss" teasingly. He wasn't like you and me but he was such a joy to be around. So for my Uncle Brent I wrote a poem and I wanted to share it with you so you know what an impact he had on me. Also, that it's not the end and someday I will see him again in Heaven and get to joke around and hear his raspy laugh :~) Till then I can't wait.

Uncle Brent

He made me laugh
He made me smile
With all his dirty jokes
And his caring spirit
He wasn’t like you and I
He was special
Not everyone understood
That’s why he left
Way too soon if you ask me
He just wanted to be loved
Is that so much to ask
I loved him just the way he was
Problems and all
I wouldn’t change him not one bit
He was such a joy
Those who didn’t understand
Or care to try
Missed out on an opportunity
To be loved by the greatest guy
Now he’s in heaven where he belongs
Watching over all of us
Learning and growing
Becoming an even greater man
I will miss his love and his raspy laughter
Someday I will see him again
Hopefully he knows how much he is missed
Love you always Uncle Brent

Charlotte L. Bostwick