Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Today.

So I get home from work today and no one was home. Chris was picking boys up from school and wasn't back yet. I knew I had to return some books to the library right behind my house so perfect opportunity. A quick run by myself. I pull out of my neighborhood and guess who was pulled over on the side of the road (the road that butts up to my backyard)?

Chris.

I pulled over on the opposite side of road and roll my window down, "Are you getting a ticket?"


C: Maybe.

A: For what?

C: Kids not buckled.

I pull away slightly irritated wondering if a seat belt ticket goes against auto insurance or just a money ticket.

I drop my books off and go home. When I walk in the house I can hear Zach crying and I ask him what's wrong. He is totally traumatized that dad got pulled over and tells me that it's all his fault. I console him for a minute but can't seem to get much info off of him due to all the tears so I go ask Chris what happened. He did not get a ticket but did get a warning. It wasn't even Zach who wasn't buckled. It was the turkey Samson.

Who couldn't give a crap.

He is not even the slightest bit worried that his beloved daddy could have gotten in trouble. Meanwhile Zach has been crying for almost an hour and is having a difficult time getting over it.

My tender lovebug. He is such a sweet boy.

Monday, February 15, 2010

What was I thinking?


I am a procrastinator. Bad.

I saw the cutest thing on MarthaStewart.com and thought I could do that. Make our own totally cute Valentines to give to the classmates instead of buying the cheesy Spiderman or Transformer ones. I have had all of the stuff needed for at least a week. But I waited. Until Monday night at 5:30pm. I waited so long that the boys were no longer a part of this because I didn't have the luxory of time to involve them. So I sit for 4 freaking long hours and make these really cute sucker flowers. 57 of them.

I'm not so sure I think they are so cute anymore.

Next year we are back to buying the cheesy ones.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Words to live by.

The single greatest thing you can do to change your life today would be to start being grateful for what you have now, and the more grateful you are right now, the more you will get.

~Oprah~

Friday, February 5, 2010

What makes a bad night good?






When life comes at you full speed and seems so overwhelming, what do you do?

You make Rootbeer floats for the kids and sit back and enjoy the scene.

I am trying my hardest to see all the good that's out there when all I want to do is stay in bed and cry. Thanks to my sweet friend Amber for hangin with us tonight and playing Phase 10 (even though she sucked), eatting my leftovers and just being there.

Tomorrow. Another day.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Tuesdays grateful.


I took the boys to Las Vegas this past weekend for a quick 2 day trip and because Chris couldn't go, I had to do all the driving. On the drive home, the boys were asleep and I was wishing I was too. I definitely needed a pick me up. As I was looking for something to listen to, I came across this. A couple of years ago I went to the mail box and this was in it. Farah had made me a CD. It has 18 songs on it that whenever she heard them, she thought of me. I put the CD in and enjoyed the whole thing. I found myself smiling throughout every song. It was during one of the songs that I had an "A-ha" moment. I have such a hard time recognizing amazing moments and this was one of them. So after I finished listening to the whole thing, I took a picture of the CD so I could share my grateful. Farah made me this out the love for me. For no other reason she did a random act of kindness for her older sister. One that in the past I have enjoyed, (how could you not love some good music) but did not truly appreciate. In the last few days, I have been very aware of the fact that I struggle with realizing all of the amazing moments that I have.
This was definitely one of them.

I love you Fuzz.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Sisters.



These are my sisters. They mean the world to me and I cannot imagine my life without them.