Confession Friday.

Had the day off today to go with my sweet girls on a field trip - due to RAIN (who woulda ever thought it rained here?) the trip was cancelled. So I came to work.

I know I have been slacking off on my blog. I am just so.dadgum.busy.

Here, I feel like confessing.

1. My house is a wreck. Not a DHS involvement issued wreck, but pretty messy. Clean laundry in piles. A few dirty dishes. But I need to dust. LOTS.

2. I am counting down the days until Dave and I are alone. With no kids. In November. In the Opryland Hotel. For three (3) days.

3. I have lots of homework. Lots.

4. I am getting used to going to bed by myself. Dave is gone alot of nights working at the store. It was hard at first. My feet were cold. I got a blankie, and put on socks. Now I am better.

5. When my kids go to bed at night, I am thankful that they are sleeping. After several drinks of water, a few extra trips to pee, and tripp saying, "you haven't fed me alllll dayyyy!" I am so very excited when the house is quiet.

6. We moved last February. I never got to pack/unpack my summer clothes. Then I never packed/unpacked my winter clothes. They are all still laying there. Where I left them in February.

7. Eli is playing in his championship ball game tomorrow night at 7 p.m. I don't like people talking to me during his game. Not little kids, not big people, noone. I can't concentrate on his kicking.
So I think I offended my sister when I told her that she could go with me if she would shut up. (Sorry, Lissa. No harm meant. Nothing personal)

I took Mallie for her flu shot at the doctors office this morning. The girl threw a fit on me that you wouldn't believe. She laid down in the floor. I had to pin her legs down with my jumbo calf and hold her arms down. She still got loose. Finally, we got to stick her. She will be mad at me forever. She squealed and screamed.

Now I am exhausted.

I am still here ---- sort of.

What a busy week. We had Emma's birthday (my girl is six!) and then lots of school work, the store opened, and it was just C.R.A.Z.Y.

I was so busy last week I did not have time to write Emma's birth story. I know that all of my kids are going to get a kick outta reading this junk one day, right? :)


Eli got a headache on Friday night. His throat was sore on Saturday. He was really coughing on Sunday. Today, we are off to the doctor.

Dave is sick. Like, he looks like death.

Then, last night, Tripp told me, "I'm burnin."

Temp was (only)100. (Both Tripp and Emma run 105-106 temps when they get sick. So, 103's don't cause me lots of panic)

Looking like another interesting week is in the forecast. Geology test tomorrow, paper due Wednesday, another due Wednesday, paper due Friday.

Next week is spring break.

Here is Tripp riding Emma's caterpillar stuffed animal. This thing is huge. Anyways, he rides it thru the house all the time, galloping like a horse. Saturday night, he was wearing this mask. This makes me laugh.

Happy Monday!

I don't like young people.

We had a long, tedious Geology test today. We had to answer 28 questions about rocks, their fracture, if they were from a volcano.... well, you see where I am going with this, right? WRONG.

So, after the test, I pick up my phone to text David, and this young girl behind me starts laughing. I turned around and looked at her, and she said, "I think it is so funny when older people text." I told her that I text all the time. She says, "Really? Do you like, know T9?" I said yes. Then I said, "I can't believe you just said that to me." She just kinda giggled.

Bitch.