home sweet home

lets say we didn't get to bed that early.....and we had to get up really early to go to boys football game. imagine if your mom comes and wakes you up when you are so tired you can not even keep your eyes open.Yes.That sounds awful, doesn't it, right? Well....Thats what happened to ME!! Me or all people. i love, like, adore, sleep. so when i got up i went to a yard sale at a school near by. we got some good stuff. then we went to football which i cheered like nobody's business. now my voice is hoarse. 

as if thats now good enough, we went, had lunch, went to home depot........THEN came to: home, sweet, home:)

I LOVE HOME!!

minnie 

Photobooth (again)

Perfectly Symmetrical.

Indifferent And Confused.

Smug.

Twin.

Gangsters of the Comic Book Effect.

Love The Hat.

The Secret Locket

Scared...Or Crazy? 

Passifier-Lollipops and Blue Hoods.

For those of you who have followed this blog for a while, you might remember a post called "Photobooth Madness." 

Since then, us kids here at phoenamenaldays have become experts at photobooth. We labor every day. We toil in front of the camera. We put on extreme emotions. (And we also laugh hysterically at Mickey who tries to look like Spiderman). And we added titles to the pictures.

And, this, for the first time ever on a blog, is the result. I like to call it

Photobooth Amazing-ness and Genius-ness!!!!!

Friday.

Hi. Twinkle, here. Have I told you how much I love fridays? I probaby have. But, I just love them.

Today was hectic. Bible class, Spanish class, car wash, Math, Economics class, English, and chores. Mickey and Minnie just came home from a golf lesson. "Hot out there," Minnie says, "But, I still like it." Plus, she looked awfully cute in her hat! :)

Minnie is now putting the dishes away. Mickey is pounding out a song on the piano. Chip is setting the table. Me, Twinkle, is tired (and going over my Spanish vocabulary in my head. "Yo estoy en la silla.") 

A day in the life. 

Hooray for Fridays!

POPOVERS!!

A few years ago, my sister-in-law Anne made popovers for our family. We all loved them and ate them every month or so for a while. Then we forgot about the poor popover.

And so the popover was forgotten.

For many years.

Until recently. We made them again just the other day and though they were good, we really believed they'd be better with the correct pan....an honest-to-goodness popover pan.

And so we got a mini-popover pan and tried again.

Oh. My. Goodness.

wow.

What a difference a pan makes!

yum.
YUM.

YUM!

Mind blowing vintage Pics..

I saw these pics on a friend's facebook and HAD to post them. I'm sorry if many of you don't know these dear folks, but for the rest of you, enjoy the memories..

"A Knight of Murder"

Here ye, here ye!!


Two Saturdays ago, the royal Lord Taylor and Lady Gwendolyn held a magnificent feast for the vising King Kyle and Queen Guinevere at the noble Fernwood Manor. Among those invited to come were chivalrous knights, fair maidens, a baron, the sheriff and his wife, the watchman, a peasant girl, a chambermaid, and...a murderer. Yes, you heard that right. A murderer. Let me explain.


Through the course of the evening, complete with an elaborate dinner and entertainment, peasants and royalty alike were shocked by the cruel murder of Sir Rufus. No one knew who the murderer (or should I say murderess) was. All who attended the feast were given certain secret objectives they need to fulfill and money they could either keep or spend by bribery.


After the objectives were accomplished, Watchman William produced evidence he had collected pertaining to the murder. Everyone present was under the obligation to examine the clues and write who they thought was the murderer (along with "best actor" and "best dressed") on a slip of paper. These slips of paper were gathered and counted.


The guests waited anxiously in the dinner hall. Then, the murderer was condemned. It was the sweet Lady Diana of Dunnesbury! She had killed Sir Rufus because of a twisted, complicated scheme to obtain her freedom from peasantry. Shocked and appalled as everyone was, they could not help admiring Lady Diana's cunning.


And, Lady Diana was found to be the murderer--or should I say "murderess"--of Sir Rufus.
Thus concludes my tale of "A Knight of Murder".

Sincerely,

Sherilyn, otherwise known as Twinkle.

P.S. This murder-mystery night was SO SO SO fun!!! Thanks Beemans for hosting!!! Enjoy the
pictures!!

First, a few pictures of the WONDERFUL decorations:

This was hand-painted. Beautiful.


Tea lights cast a medieval-ish and festive glow.

Now, getting ready before the feast:

Um, yea, so, I was, um, yea, wow.

Don't hide! :)


Maid Merilyn getting her hair done.

Chatting like...well, like girls!

Lady Diana getting her hair done.

Now, TO THE FEAST!!!!!

Sir Rufus and Gallant Gary.

Thanks for all the hard work!!!

Lord Taylor greeting his guests before the feast was served.

::Poor Pearl::

King Kyle and Queen Guinevere

Maid Merilyn and Sherilyn (me, Twinkle)...notice the fake eyelashes? Couldn't resist!!

Sir Cameron...always such a cut-up!

All the ladies, except for two. From left to right: Charlamagne (Cathy S.), Sherilyn (me, Twinkle), Lady Diana of Dunnesbury (Erin D.), Maid Merilyn (Annalee F.), Poor Pearl (Sarah K.), and Lady Gwendolyn (Kristal C.).

The Law of the Land. Thanks Kristal for copying it out!


A random shot.

A few affects on this one...

Poor Pearl interrogating Queen Guinevere.

Milling around.

So, Twinkle was trying to glare without laughing, but trying to glare always makes one laugh...especially if she is glaring at someone with medieval clothes on and speaking in a British accent.

A birds-eye view of the entry hall.

Baron Bartholomew and the Sheriff.

Maid Medusa.

Lovely Lady Diana...No one ever suspected YOU! :)