K-Seas

Happy Birthday Jill!

Jill as Strawberry Shortcake

Today is Jill's 31st birthday!  For those of you who don't know, Jill is my younger sister by six years.  Yes, when I was a wee lass of only six, my dear sister was born.  I remember praying to God for a sister.  I had this mental image of God reshaping a ball of clay into the sister I wanted.   Because of our age difference, we weren't always "on the same page" growing up.  However, now that we are older (well, she is, I'm still 25) the age gap has closed, and we get along like sisters should.  She's having her first baby in October, and I'm very excited for her.

Happy Birthday Jill!  I love you!

-Wendy

Green Days

Things sure are green these days (Celtics championship included).  The weather has been great for growing in general.  For the past couple of weeks it been pretty humid and a day does not go by without some decent rainfall.  Thankfully there haven't been days that were complete washouts so we can still enjoy some outdoor activity.  On the bright side of this stretch of weather is it really makes the yard look great and it helps the garden grow.  Another side benefit is not having to water the garden and the new grass we have planted everyday, a task that seems to attract mosquito and black flies the size of Pteranodons.

The Ornamental Grass has enjoyed the weather. 

The Tomatoes are ahead of where they were last year at this time.

This is an accidental pumpkin. At the end of the growing year we cover the garden with seaweed and other organic materials from the yard (leaves,grass etc.)for the winter.  This past November I threw a rotting pumpkin on there. In May we rototilled all that had been thrown onto the garden during the winter into the soil(including the pumpkin).  Lo and behold little pumpkins spouted up all over the garden.  We picked out most of them but left a few to grow.

Here is Will watching over the garden from the "Garden Room".

Getting Stronger

Getting Stronger, originally uploaded by K.Sea.

Beckett is starting to hold his head up. It's only a matter of time before he rolls.  Picture taken by Auntie Camera

Joelle Gets a Surpise

Joelle Gets a Surpise, originally uploaded by K.Sea.

Caution-Baby erupts without warning.

Good Morning!

Good Morning, originally uploaded by K.Sea.

Mina and Beck in the K-Sea Garden Room

REBLOG:Why I love sports

I completely stole this post from one of my favorite Sports Bloggers, Lisa.  She has a fantastic sports blog. She is the "trifecta" of bloggers.  She is from Maine, she blogs about sports and she is an excellent writer. You can find it here : A RedSox State of Maine

She had this to say about the new Reebok commercial.  If I woud have found this commercial I would have said EXACTLT the same thing

Why I Love Sports-by Lisa K

Remember the Nike commercial right after the 2004 World Series? Remember that it made you cry?

Yeah. I bet you do.

So be prepared to weep again...

This is why we love the games, folks.

Thanks, Red.

Remember the Nike commercial right after the 2004 World Series? Remember that it made you cry?

Yeah. I bet you do.

So be prepared to weep again...

This is why we love the games, folks.

Thanks, Red.

KG-Anything is Possible!

Talk about a genuine reaction. The Celtic NBA Championship ranks 2nd on my list off all time great Boston sports moments. (#1 2004 WS).  This is why I love sports.

My Husband - The Sports Freak

It's 10:03 pm right now.  I'm sitting on my couch, in semi-darkness with my lap top sitting appropriately on my lap.  Shaun is downstairs, in the basement/playroom watching the Celtics.  I am afraid.  I am afraid of him.  The Celtics could win the NBA Championship tonight.  I believe it's been something like 22-years since the last one.  Names like Byrd and McEnroe come to mind.  Wait..maybe it's McHale?   Oh well...my feeble mind digresses....

"YEAH!! BAM!! BOOM!!  THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT!!!"

Back to why I am afraid. 

Shaun gets CRAZY when his beloved New England sports teams are in positions to win Championships.  Crazy. CAH. RAY. ZEE.   I lived through some great sports highs with him: three Super Bowl wins and two Red Sox World Series championships, and I've lived through some lows with him: the 2003 Let's-Leave-Pedro-In heartbreak and the recent, and still painful, Super Bowl loss after an undefeated season.

"WAA HAA OOOO!! YOUR KIDDING ME??!!!"

And never mind watching these types of games with him.  He paces, he sweats, he mumbles, he drools, if they start to lose he switches positions/changes his hat/makes me change positions or my hat - you get the drift.  His anxiety stresses me out - I bite my fingernails down to the bone, my heart races, I get hot flashes and I try to leave but can't lest I break the "sports mojo."  It's hard being married to the man.  I've tried to calmly tell him it's only a game only to be told, "Wendy, I've watched the (blank New England sports team) since I was in my Underoos.  I've watched every (blank New England sports team) game, even when they sucked and they couldn't give away tickets.   It's more than 'just a game' to me."  Fair enough. 

"OH GET OUT OF HERE - GET THAT SH*T OUT HERE. BOOM!" (The BOOM was followed by a quick hand clap).  "SCORE ONE MORE.  KG, GET THAT B*TCH!  WOOOOOO!

He just came upstairs and told me that the Celts are up by 23 (or was it 24?) - that was followed by some serious pacing followed by his questioning of what he was going to do with himself for the next 15 minutes.  I politely gave him a, "That's good dear" without really looking up from my computer. I could see the pacing in my peripheral vision.  At least he's consistent.  I should probably sew some swiffers onto the bottom of his socks.  Might as well clean my floors while he paces. 

So I send out this prayer before signing off:

God, if you are up there in that big blue sky, could you please let the Celtics win tonight?  I can't live through a game 7, and neither can my husband.

*These are the screams I heard from him while I was typing this...

And yes, that is Shaun in a cupcake.

Happy Fathers Day Dad!

We miss you!

Be Careful what you "TWEET" For

You probably already read what happened on Erin's birthday on T5MS Blog  Since the story has been told I figured I would fill in the details.

Here is how it started.  Erin posted a simple "Tweet" on June 11th.

Within 3 seconds of reading it I knew what had to be done.  The quest for the weirdest singing telegram began.  The first call I made was the "Showstopper".  I didn't have to look any further than "Four Fun Singing Telegrams"  (why "Four" and not "For"?? I digress).  I discussed the "plan" with the gentleman from 4 Fun.  He started to roll off his list of potential costumes.  Elmo, Winnie the Pooh, Pink Gorilla "STOP" I said.  My search was over. 

At the end of the conversation I asked the gentleman his name. "Ripley...BELIEVE IT OR NOT!" he shouted VERY gleefully.    The plan was set. 

The plan went off without a hitch. Click CONTINUE READING below for the glorious videos!

And in Erin's own words:

Happy Birthday Erin!

Vintage Key West (circa 1996)

Today is Erin's 38th birthday!!  Wait...no, that's not right.  Let's see (counting on fingers)..I think she's 37?  No no no she's 36!!  Thirty-six years she's been on this planet, and she looks marvelous!  Erin's not only my sister-in-law, but she's also my SPiC.  That's my Shopping Partner in Crime.  We don't actually commit any crime, unless you call me putting odd things in her shopping cart when she isn't looking (think hemorrhoid cremes and small leopard-spotted speedos), or pretending our shopping carts are the motorcycles from CHiPs (I'm Ponch and she's John), or me asking what types of condoms she uses while a nervous looking man next to me peruses the tampon section for his lady.  Ahhh...fun times for sure.  Immature?  Yes!  Will we ever "grow up" - No!  Our bodies may wrinkle, our boobs may sag, our hair may gray and our memory will fade - but grow up?  Never!

So Happy Birthday my very young friend!!

-Vicky

P.S. Back in the day, I called Erin Rhonda and she called me Vicky.

Will.I.Am

He's normally very cute....

Two recent "Will-isms"

Shaun was wearing this hideous Hawaiian shirt the other day (clean clothes were obviously low), and when Will saw it he goes, "I like your bamboo shirt."

Will recently had his head "buzzed" for summer.  He said to me shortly after the cut, "I'm balb like an old man."  I believe he meant to say, "bald."

Beckett is Four Months Old Today!

Happy Four Months little guy!  You were introduced to rice cereal and some carrots this week (you didn't quite know what to do with the new experience).  You are giggly and talkative, and you've finally (at least I think) found your hands.  I noticed your thumb in your mouth today for a few seconds...could we have another thumb sucker on our hands?  No rolling from you yet, but you are definitely pushing yourself up when on your belly.  You are getting cuter by the day!

Love,

Mommy

*You weigh 13lb 13 oz and are 25 1/2" long

The Mix Up at Dairy Queen

I took Will to Dairy Queen the other day and, while waiting our turn, a woman opened the door and yelled to someone in line behind us.  As most humans do, Will and I turned to see who was doing the yelling.  It happened to be a "little person."  When we got into the car with our creamy delights, Will said to me, "That lady was little."  I had wondered if he would make a comment about her short stature.  I said, "Yes, she is a little person." 

After a few seconds, Will said, "She's like a mix up.  She's little and she's big."

-W

SURPRISE!

After months of planning we finally had Mom's surprise 60th birthday party last light.  The event was held at Blue Latitudes in Dover (owned by my good friend Ingo-good food- go check it out if you're in the neighborhood).  Check out T5M's blog for photos and more of the story.

One of my "tasks" was to put together a video to be shown at the party.  Making these videos seems to have become my "mark" for special events.  Wendy and Erin came to me with the video idea a few months ago and of course I waited until 2 days before the event to start it.  Needless to say I worked on it right up to the party.  I finished it just in time.  Techie moment: I was able to download this video to my iPhone, plug it into a projector and beam it onto a projection screen-sweet.