Well, since I can’t decide what I want to do with 2004, I thought I’d recap all that happened in 2003.
January – decide living in Arkansas with the ex sux big fat hairy rocks. February – hop on a plane with 2 kids and 2 suitcases crammed as full as I could get [...]
Dad got a box of chocolates from my daughter for Christmas. Whoever planted it under the tree didn’t check the tags…so the chocolates got left next to the heating vent. We stuck the chocolate in the fridge to firm back up and didn’t think another thing about it.
Last night, I lost track of [...]
up the storylines in my life.
It’s a gorgeous day outside, the kids are *intently* playing with their new toys, and all is right with the world . My folks just left to visit Granny overnight, leaving me at home with the kids. I love to visit Granny, but she’s moved in with [...]
I don’t quite know how to act. All the kids are in bed, there is absolutely no light on…except for the blue glow of my screen. I’m too hyper to sleep, and am afraid to turn on a light to read by so here I sit. I have photos to edit, a website to [...]
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I didn’t want to include this in my recap of the days activities cuz it’s just too important. Tanya at Life’s Like This is having a crisis moment. Her hubby (and sole breadwinner for their family) re-injured his back. Please remember her family in your prayers/candle lighting/ meditations.
Morning after pill for the day I’ve had today. It started SO cute – Joe woke before I did, and woke me up by caressing my cheek and making an “uh UH” noise–as if he were saying “Wake UP!”
Then I go into the livingroom to survey the damage after Hurricane Sleepover. It [...]
was I thinking? I have Christmas shopping to do tomorrow, and I let my daughter have a sleepover. She invited two of her best friends over to celebrate the fact that their school is out for the holiday (she’s homeschooled). They’ve played in the make-up, they’ve played FibFinder, they’ve played Waitress and now they’re [...]
than having your baby asleep in your arms?
Scrapbooking, that is. I think I’m missing the gene that causes women to write down every single minute cutsie-wootsie detail of our children’s first years. It’s not that my kids don’t have cutsie-wootsie moments…I just don’t write them down in a book. The very thought of doing that somehow lessens the spontaneity of the [...]
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