BS & J PHOTOGRAPHY

Well, we're legit! Anyone who knows me, knows that I love photography. They also know that what started as a hobby has become a great passion...and I'm good at it! Josh and I (I filled out the forms and stuff!), now are legitimate and so is BS & J Photography!
You can check out some basic pictures at: www.bsjphoto.blogspot.com. I will be update with some wedding photos shortly.
We specialize in all sorts of photography from weddings, senior pictures, toddler/babies, to basically anything you need. Right now we are "By appointment only" business as we both still work regular jobs during the days.
I will shortly have a business card posted to this with our information. In the mean time, enjoy our other site.

God Bless!

Mary Kay Time

Hey There!
You are now reading about a new Mary Kay Beauty Consultant and Skin Care Professional. I thought I would introduce myself to all of you first because some of you know me and some of you have no clue who I am!
I wanted to take a moment and provide you a little bit of information about what I do for Mary Kay because most of you are probably saying, "Bobbi selling makeup?! She doesn't even wear makeup!". Well, most of you are mostly right. While I wear very little makeup, I do like to keep my skin healthy and showing that I'm 24...or younger! Mary Kay does not only specialize in makeup, but also has an awesome skin care line of which I like to partake.
Our skin care line features age-fighting technology that helps to reduce the signs of wrinkles and aging. We have some awesome eye cream that you can feel to work immediately. This stuff is the bomb...especially if you have deep set eyes like mine...because it helps to lift the brow and make your eyes appear more bright. My absolute favorite has to be the satin lips though. This stuff happens in two stages...First a buffing stage that removes that dead skin that you either end up peeling with your figity fingers or biting off. It's very gentle and does a great job. Then you apply this awesome balm that rehydrates your lips...think about the best chapstick you've ever used and multiply that good feeling by 10 or so.
Anyway...enough of me blabbing. I'm just getting started, so my Mary Kay page is not completely set up yet. But you can go to www.marykay.com and view our full line of products. If you'd like to order from me, just send an email to bobbibomb@marykay.com. I can take MasterCard, Visa, American Express, Discover, a personal check, cash, or money order...though I won't lie, it's cheaper for me to accept check, cash, or a money order. I can have your products to you in a little over a week.
Also, if you have questions on the products or just want to laugh at me for sending this to you...please feel free to let me know.

Aspen

Josh and I have a chihuahua named Wiloe Mae and a cat named Roscoe. Wiloe Mae was bought for me by one of the friends I first met in KC. Wiloe is a $564.27 pure blooded chihuahua. Roscoe is an $85 Wayside Waif (http://www.waysidewaifs.org/) owner surrendered cat. Wiloe weighs a whopping 4 pounds and is 6 years old. Roscoe weighs in at 14 pounds (healthy, he's taller than the average cat) and is 9 years old.

Recently we added to our family a $99 Wayside Waif stray dog. Aspen is a 2 1/2 year old Jack Russell Terrier weighing in at 10 pounds. She's pretty cool because she can do back flips! Here's how she came home with us...

I went to go get a manicure and pedicure with my mother-in-law, Barb. On the way back to her house, I decided I wanted to stop and look at Wayside Waifs at the animals. We had gotten Roscoe there and love him. I thought, unbeknownst to my husband, that a 2nd dog would be great for us. A small dog still, but one with energy and spunk. One that would be unafraid to traip off with Josh on his wild ideas and through creeks with him. As we walked through the kennels, I saw Aspen. (WW named her Gidget, but we didn't think the name fit.) She put her side as close to the kennel as she could and moved back and forth slightly. Then she gave the "Can you reach that itch between my shoulders? I can't get it!" look. I told Barb matteroffactly, "That dog is coming to live with Josh and me!"

The next task was the hardest, convincing my "I don't like change at all" husband, that this change would be good. It took me 30 minutes to coax him in to returning to WW with me to see Aspen. He looked at her in her cage, again pressed as close as she could to the kennel, and sighed. "I don't think I want another pet. And if I had my choice, it would be a cat again. Or at least a dog with more energy than this one." I looked at him, then Aspen and nodded. "Oh, another cat that you're alergic too? Don't you remember this winter when you were grumpy all the time until I bought the humidifier. I know you love Roscoe, but this dog, she has the energy you want."

I convinced him to have a look at her in a bigger cage where she could stretch her Jack Russ legs. The minute she was down and unhooked, she ran several circles around Josh, the volunteer, and myself. She then ran at me full speed and jumped. Rebounding off of me she did her first back flip and I laughed. Sure it was blow because she hit pretty hard, but it was all good. Josh sat down in a chair and watched Aspen run herself silly.

As if Aspen had finally figured out I couldn't make the decision alone, she walked over to Josh and put both front paws on his lap then gave him a "I'm the cutest doggone dog you ever saw. You know you want to take me home" look. Josh's response over and over, "Don't give me that look. Sure your cute, but don't look at me like that. You will not guilt me into taking you home!"

Needless to say, the next day Aspen came home with us. She was diagnosed with heartworms at WW and had already begun the treatments. She is slowing overcoming them and getting her energy and strength back. Since she is not spayed, WW will take care of it at no extra charge.

Here is our new doggy:

Meet my World

1. The cutest, most adorable, spoiled little girl and my only neice, Layla.
2. Flamingoing Fame - Grandma Mumper
3. My Mother, the angel, with a halo of light above her? haha
4. My husband doing his famous, "It's a real smile, I promise!" smile.
   

Flamingoing - A Family Tradition

Flamingos. Mostly pink. Long beaks. Long necks. Long legs. Short stubby body. Odd creation by God.

Well before I married my husband, I knew his family had a thing for flamingos. Oh, it is not a love so to speak, but an oddly outrageous obsession. It's not an obsession of love, but one of shear terror and horror and laughs and gags.

It all began with a very old pot. Someone in his family got the idea to hide the pot at another family member's home as a gag. This pot was passed throughout the family as a joke. Someone finally wised up and decided a pot is hard to sneak in and carefully place. This person would be Gma Mumper. She hid the flamingo as a gag and soon it became an out of control frenzy of flamingo placing, secret dancing.

The flamingo is all about pink and quirky fun. The idea is to sneak a flamingo into the person vacinity (house, yard, car, garage, garden, laptop or camera bag, or as a gift). The person whom it left for or given to is greatly loved...and the main point, you ask. Do not get caught.

Rules for flamingoing:

1. Any flamingo will do...be it big, small, bright or dull. Inside or outside, in funny clothes or none at all.


2. If you're smart, you'll label who the flamingo is going to live with. This little trick prevents you from getting him back again and gives the secret away...thus leaving the oppenent hard pressed with a permanent non-matching houseware.


3. It's best if you sneak it and let all others peek it except for the victim. A spot well chosen is best in the open and obvious, but more vicious is hidden hard.


4. You cannot flamingo someone with the flamingo they gave you until it has been to someone new.


5. Given as a gift is best for then they have to share with the rest.

These rules are simple and fun. Best of all, it doesn't have to be a flamingo (though they are rather fun). Perhaps you'd prefer a platypus or walrus or kiwi bird or hyrax or possum?

Any way you go, you're sure to have good clean fun with flamingoing family and friends alike!

Faith to Move a Mountain

I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you." Matthew 17:20

I like this verse. Its appeal comes in the thought that many people may have enough faith to move a mountain, but not know it. Or, perhaps, they know they have it, but choose not to use it?

I'd like to take a moment and not be humble...I believe I have as much faith as a mustard seed. However, my thoughts tend to lead to, "Why would I want to move the mountain?" and "Where would I put it?"

It's a conceptual idea of ones self really. Back to the humleness. I know God does great things with faith and I can only hope that I am in the category of "Faithful" when He calls for a job to be done.

From the Heartland - Part 1

I love my job.

Tough Old Bird

Just recently my mother told me Grandma has refused more treatments. My Grandma H has cancer. She's had many medical problems over the years, but the one taking the toll and her ultimate soul crusher is cancer. She has been through so much, I cannot even begin to understand the burden she is bearing.

(She wants to die in peace at home. Unfortunately, doctors and the government don't let that happen. She's residing in the Nursing Home. How terrible to not be able to die in ones own home...at peace with all you know, surrounding by the calming comfort of familiar.)

Knowing my Grandma and how tough the old bird can be, she's a fighter. She has fought for many things and stood through great adversity and hardships. Yet, I cannot describe what it is like to watch someone with so much determination fight a battle that very few her age have won.

And I pray that she will keep fighting the fight. On the other hand, I am secretly praying for God to release her strong soaring spirit from its bonded cage so that it can fly again. I have no hard feelings to God over the matter because He has kept the old bird up and kicking for 10 long years...years medical experts said would never happen.

She has had a chance to see her youngest grandchild (me) graduate high school with honors. Graduate college in a record 2 years with honors. Marry a wonderful man who loves her as much as I do. She has lived to see my brother get married (No one ever thought that would actually happen, it was purely a speculative thought...a passing hope.) She has lived to see numerous great-grandchildren come into this world.

Most importantly though, she has lived a life that she loves. She will always be known as the tough old bird in our clan.