Spring Forward

  

Looking forward to spending my spring break with the sand between my toes...

and in good company.

Heres to shell picking and ice cream eating,

laughter and making memories with my family. 

I am so blessed!

SJ and Pops

 

We miss coffee with Pops.

beerless bed

After a busy nonstop day, I really just wanted to come home to a good conversation and a cold beer. Instead I come home to a crying fussy baby who decided that she wasn't going to let me pee in peace. A ten year old who thinks hes so entitled. By the time I got everyone settled, he was already in bed. "What?" He told me. "I've been up since 230am." He cant use that. That's like me saying I stink because I didn't shower and expecting him not to be annoyed by the smell. Its a personal choice. Why am I getting the short end of the stick? Then he has the nerve to ask me to lay down for a minute. I'm sorry, but weren't you just bitching at me that you were up early? So go to bed.

Unwinding

Its been a long night on my feet. I'm sure I walked a few miles this evening. I need a foot massage. I came home to late to get one... my masseuse is fast asleep. I can hear his snores from down the hall. A hot shower will have to do. I worked out the kinks in my neck and I am going to let my hair down. Ah, that does feel better. I want to just cut it all off and be done with it. I swear, my hair has grown two feet in two years. I only wish I could do more with it. I look around my house and can feel myself starting to make out a to-do list for tomorrow. Part of me wants to get at it right now. Then maybe I can sleep in a little longer in the morning. Ugh, who am I kidding? The little girl never lets me sleep in. It was a nice thought anyway. I haven't seen or spoken to my mother since she landed Saturday. Or was it Sunday morning when she came over to shower before church. Tomorrow is Thursday. I guess she is just that popular. Must be nice. I think I am going to pick up a bit around here. I've caught my second wind after that lovely shower.

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2013

Sand

 Drawing in the sand.

Sixteen months old.

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