Before I go

Today we leave for our much anticipated family trip to the lake house. Not only is my little brood going, but also mom, seester, cousin, and aunt (and respective boyfriends where applicable). It'll be a giant love fest, until one of us pushes another off the dock. Cause that's how we roll.





Let's see, what can I tell you about this week that will satisfy you? My friend Lindsey came over with her boys and, I'm not gonna lie, they are almost cuter than my kids. Seriously. And her newborn is still all squishy and snuggly. I almost stole him. But then I remembered the middle of the night eating crap and changed my mind. Lucky you, Lindsey. You came within a hair's breadth of having that baby stolen and you didn't even know. Megan was there too, and although she never said so out loud, she was thinking the same things I was about your kids. You are lucky she already has her own baby....





Want some cute pictures? Here ya go:

Emma started school this week (more on that later) and Josh caught evidence that the new early morning wake up call has been a little difficult for the kids:

Dancing Queen

Seems I missed our little weekly get together last week, didn't I? I admit, I was preoccupied with the upcoming trip to see Karin, which went off with out a hitch. (You read, that, mom? WITHOUT A HITCH.) Not one single person got sick, stranded, almost dead, or was otherwise unhappy.It was monumental. It was record breaking. It was nice, for a change. We had a fabulous time visiting Karin and her family in Oklahoma. We helped her unpack some, shopped some, ate some, a generally schmoozed like only old friends can. We even went to a couple of garage sales. I miss my Karin...





We also recently concluded Claire's summer dance classes. I think what she was most interested in was the idea of being a dancer, not so much the practicing. She just wanted to wear the costume and cool shoes.

I know absolutely nothing about dance, so I have no way of knowing if she actually exhibited any excess talent for her age, but she seemed to enjoy it.

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School starts Monday, so we will see how that affects my enthusiasm for posting. As of September 3rd, all three kids will be in some form of school, and I will have two days a week by myself. Alone. With no kids.

The level of freedom I will experience has me a little giddy...

technology hates me

Again with the no-news news

Hellooooo, blogland. Seems we have settled into a nice little weekly meeting here. I am typing on my recently resurrected laptop, which has been in computer-repair-guy's care for the past week. Jared and I managed to somehow kill it together, over the phone no less. Okay, to be truthful, I maimed it and Jared instructed me on how to finish it off. Due to my technical stupidity, I had to pass it off to JD, who promised me it would be a "brand new computer" when I got it back. It works pretty good, but it is still all ghetto, with it's missing q and caps lock keys, it's dinged corners, and finger-printed screen. Ah, well, I am still trying to cure myself of TYPE YELLING. Hard to do without a caps lock.

Lucky me, I managed to get sick. Not just a little sick either. Woke up in the middle of the night with two lungs full of concrete a few nights ago. My doctor says I have a respiratory infection with pneumonia potential. Ya hear that Ma? I don't just have a cold. It's got POTENTIAL. My cold is gonna BE something. Anyhoo, I am taking antibiotics and trying to wish myself better because, if I am not better soon, they will want to do chest x-rays. And blood drawing. And medication inhaling. And other dubious medical thingies. No thank you. I'll pass.




Yesterday was my dad's 53rd birthday. (Is it still "is"? Or is it "would have been"?) I still miss you, dad. Happy birthday. Emma still thinks you are taking care of our dead goldfish. I kinda hope she is right.