>Blog, neglected.


I’m still here and still checking your blogs … just not updating mine.

I’ll fill you in on the latest. I feel like this post is one large whiny rambling, but maybe I’ll just hit publish instead of save and be done with it.

I’ve been busy feeding hungry children and helping adults learn to read through my position with the Junior League. Oh, ok … so I’m not single-handedly doing this, but our organization is. Doesn’t that sound better than saying I’m going to meetings every morning and night? Is handedly a word? I’m not complaining … it is all very rewarding, but my schedule has been a bit crazy to say the least.

I’ve also been thinking about my personal vision statement. This could be an entire post, but it all relates back to a seminar I recently attended and the speaker asked if we had our own personal vision for our life. I could hear the crickets chirping in my head. Do you have one? I truly had to joke my way through that seminar, even when I’m sure I should have been taking it seriously.

Maddy and Libby have learned to open our back door, and while they haven’t escaped just yet, the dogs are certainly enjoying this new skill.
I have a knot on the back of my neck … does this mean I need a massage, or is it a tumor?
I also have a cold. Boooo. It’s definitely not making me feel like doing anything that I need to do and I’ve been injesting large amounts of Vitamin C, cold medicine, saline nasal spray, and graham crackers. Not that graham crackers will cure a cold, but for some reason they taste pretty good.
It’s 9:28, off to refill my water bottle, put the doggies to bed, take some more cold medicine, and go to bed. Night-night.

>My valentines


Hoping to make cookies for Hubby aka Daddy when the girls wake up from their nap. I guess “make” should be replaced with “open package, pull out pre-squared blob of cookie dough and place on pan”. While I love homemade the best, I’m ok with making un-homemade cookies today.


>I have been missing a pair of black flats since last week and have searched high and low, under the bed, in the closet, etc.

Today, I looked down to see my flats neatly inserted into a box that contains Maddy and Libby’s princess dress up shoes.

This made me smile and wonder what other laughs that Maddy and Libby will provide in the coming years. At least someone thinks that Mommy is a princess.