Alternate Title: Shame On Me
I actually really like the e-mail that Blogher ads sends me to remind me that its been 2 weeks since I last posted on my blog. They are so nice about it in the e-mail "We Miss You"....Yeah, I know. I'm awesome and the world is colder when I don't post. I'm sorry world. Shame on me for withholding my awesomeness.
Crap. The Bloggess says that every time we say 'awesome' God kills a kitten...or something like that. Crap crap.
Anyway..so where have I been for two weeks.....Honestly, I don't' know. I mean, I know 'where' I am...its just that time kinda runs together and it doesn't feel like two weeks. Well, I've been in my room mainly - the TV and computer are in my room so, seriously, there is no reason to ever leave. Right?
The kids have alternated being sick so I spent some time cleaning up vomit off the floor...dang, I can't take credit for that. My husband did it. Both times. BUT, I did spend my precious time watching him!
Wait, that's not right either. The second time I vaguely remember seeing his back through my sleep-filled eyes...I only know it wasn't a dream because the vomit was magically gone by morning. OOOOOOH, Wait!! Maybe it was the Vomit Cleaner Fairy! See, Sean, I TOLD you it was real. If you wait long enough they'll come clean it up for you! (He's giving me that "Seriously?" look again. Dream killer.)
What else...? Oh, my mom has a boyfriend. LONG story. Yes, I'm ok with it...which I guess is really strange considering how much I loved my dad and how close we were....but, Mom has a right to be happy and she knew this guy in High School - they were best friends...So yes, I'm cool with it. However, she has discovered IM so I've lost every area where I can hide from her. She IM's me gushing about him, or freaking out because the computer is screwing with her. I.E., she and technology do NOT get along.
I've taken more pics in the last few days than I have in the last 6 months...which is cool and really pathetic all at the same time. Here are a few of my favs (also explains the title):
My neice "H"
My Best Friend Jennifer and her sister Bri (15 years younger than Jenn)
My nephew "H"
And my Favorite from the day:
Its like there is something freakishly horrible behind me and instead of warning me, she just sits there with this crazy-eyed stare. (She's gonna kill me)
4 years ago