Shooting a Commercial

We have some friends where we live that own their own production company.  A couple weeks ago they  asked Peter and Carter to act in a commercial they were shooting.

The commercial will air during the football season.   Saturday morning was a beautiful for the shoot.  The boys didn't have a speaking part, simply had to hang a flag up.  To get Carter to do this action repeatedly we told him that Daddy messed up and they needed to fix it. It worked and he did great.

As we got into the car after the shoot Peter says, "A future star is born."

Well I may be bias but he certainly is cute enough.

The tree fell down.

We lost the tree in our front yard.

The evening after we had the garage sale a storm came throught town.  Not the worst storm we have ever had by any means , but it took one good gust of wind to take out the tree in our front yard.

I am sad to see it go.  It provided  a little bit of shade for the afternoons on that side of the house, which is the west side of the house. 

After the storm we were checking out the damage from inside. Carter stood at the window for 10 minutes saying, "The tree fall down!", over and over again.  Even as I uploaded these pictures he saw them on the computer and said, "The tree fall down!"

Here are a few pictures of clean up.

The Heinz 57 Bullet

We have an older refrigerator (see this post)  with the shelving in the door that just has the bar across to hold things in and is open at the bottom.   For some reason when they manufactured these fridges they decided to round the edge of the shelf as well making it virtually impossible for condiments to stay where they are placed.

Last Friday, Peter and I were making pasta salad and breakfast casserole for the Saturday garage sale.  It was a little later than we intended  because we had been setting up for the sale.  So we were bustling around each other getting things done.  Peter went to help Carter with something and I started cleaning up. 

Somehow in the process of putting the mustard bottle back into the refrigerator I jostled the full glass Heinz 57 sauce bottle from its respective position on the shelf.  It came shooting out the bottom of the shelving like a bullet and hit directly on my big toe.

The profanities that spewed from my mouth I must have picked up from a sailor in a previous life.  

 It turned black and blue and swelled immediately and I was pretty sure that I could have possibly cracked the bone. But I pressed on and hobbled around finishing the breakfast casserole.

The next day at the sale putting pressure on it was excruciating.

A week later it is still pretty colors and wearing a tennis shoe is a little painful.

Now I will show you a picture.

Please forgive how funny looking my feet are.