BBQ

We said Sayonara to our good friend Audrey with a friend/family bbq. They moved Monday to the land of the Beatles and the Beckhams where Tony will be a dentist for the Air Force for the next three years. She will be missed, but hopefully she can host our next fish fry (with chips) in her beautiful British abodeJ

In high school we all drove to school in Audrey's car that we lovingly named POC (Piece of Crap).

It was such a beater but some of my best high school memories were with these gals in that car.

We even had a song for our little carpool club that went like this...

We are the Girls of POC you see, Heather, Lindsay, Audrey, Me.

I think that we all met by fate

because in life we really relate

Audrey drives She is a Hon

Heather always has shotgun

Lindsay makes driving so much fun

Jessica eats her breakfast on the run

So as we drive to be a hawk,

we won't forget our mascot, POC!

Brian and John getting ready to launch the candy from the cannon.

The food was finger-licking, foil-licking good...literally... I licked the foil that the salmon was cooked in! And just may have had to buy a pregnancy test because John started to think I might have been eating for two. It turned out that I was just really hungry and the food was THAT good. ... I will be wearing my new Miley Cyrus skinny jeans this winter:)

The Junior POC-eteers patiently waiting for candy launch.

Family Photo. Propabably only one of five we have with the three of us. Note to self: take more gregory family photos.

James is clapping like crayzay and his first word is a high pitched "Yay!" I walked over to the amphitheater the other night with James so we could hear a couple of songs of a Bluegrass concert for his night time lullaby. He clapped and screamed yay the entire time we were there. He has obviously officially developed his hearing because my singing doesn't seem to bring out the same cheering that the concert did:( Sad day. At least he still thinks I can dance:)