Soccer Mom

I'm enjoying the last few hours I will have with no kids in school.

In one way, I'm so excited. I know I'll get a lot done with one child in the house. I know the Iz will make tons of friends and be so excited about school. I know she's ready and she's a big girl.

In another way, I'm sad. My little girl is no longer a baby. She reads and writes. She won't be around me all the time anymore. I'm going to miss her so, so much.

But that will make the evenings and weekends so special.

And I've fallen through, guys. Oh, yes. The black hole that is the Soccer Mom. I've signed up for the PTA. And the Voluteer group at the school. They were so excited to hear that I teach music so they can have someone to play piano at the school musicals.

I also packed Iz's lunch tonight, wrapped everything up tight, made sure she had healthy choices and plenty to eat. And put a note in her lunch box, telling her to have a good first day of school and that I love her.

Am I so June Cleaver or what?

Ah, it's all downhill from here. Just kick me when I get the band stickers with my kids' names on them put on the back of my MINIVAN, okay?

Homework Sucks

It's the perfect weather for hot tea and a book.

I'm a rebel, though, so I'm more in the mood for coffee and a magazine. So ha.

Too much or too little to do, either way it turns my head to mush and all I can think about it what happens to Rand in book five. Which is at my husband's work. Not like I haven't read it before. I know he won't die, 'cause he's still there in book eleven. But still...

Just holding on until the news comes. I hope it's good, I hope it's fast. That's the best way to get... money.

What did you think I was going to say???

Reading Urban Dictionary is actually pretty funny.

Blog: A meandering, blatantly uninteresting online diary that gives the author the illusion that people are interested in their stupid, pathetic life. Consists of such riveting entries as "homework sucks" and "I slept until noon today."

I hope I don't cause you that much pain.

Oui We Wii

So long with no post... there must be an explanation!

Oui, there is.

Wii.

And for anyone who owns one, you completely understand the mind-sucking void that comes on while engaged with this awesome device. Such that I spend weeks without posting.

Anywho, I get a break from it because *gasp* the kids are playing right now. My big game is Wii Fit. Because it's so freakin' awesome. Theirs is Mario Kart. No big shock there. Bryan's is Super Mario Galaxy.

But tonight is girl's night. Me and my best two girlies watching What Not to Wear, or something similarly feminine, while drinking girly drinks and eating strawberries with chocolate. And crafting. Oh, yes. Because it wouldn't be a night at Steph's without crafting.

And I DO have recent pictures, including my recent foray into purple glasses, and my obsession with making everyone try them on:








And, of course, Izzy loves her new mp3 player. So much that she walks around the house dancing.

By the way, did you notice I got a new camera? No more fuzzy pictures! Yay!!!

And pretty soon the inside of my house will look normal... thank you Jesus!!! I'll post before and afters after the work is done!

Hermmm... Procrastinate?

So there's iScrap tomorrow. I went into my loft tonight to locate my album and my small file with pictures ready to go. And it wasn't there.

I searched for about an hour. I'm pretty certain it's fallen into the void with the left socks.

So I looked for another one. Nope. My organization skills had extended only to that one little file. Oops.

Now I'm realizing that to organize all these pictures I'm going to need a very large accordion file and about three days. Seriously.

I should've started sometime before the night prior, methinks.

Some Pictures for You

Here's some recent photos from the 4th and Eli's birthday. Enjoy!


Eating the pizzas our little chefs made


Kiss the cook! (And the craft the kids made)


At the 4th of July golf cart parade


At the carnival the same day


The kids doing some climbing at the carnival


Happy Birthday Eli!


As for updates...

Izzy will be tested for Credit By Exam for Kindergarten next week. Pray for us... when did they start requiring so much of kindergarteners? I mean, did YOU know the difference between an author, illustrator, and publisher when YOU were in kindergarten???

Eli just turned 4. We started styling his hair a little differently:

It fits his personality a little too well.

Both the kids just finished VBS. First time for Eli, second for Izzy. I was a crew leader. We all loved it!

Need some home repairs and major prayer about them. Lots going on in the home department, and it's starting to wear on us. Some major decisions and paperwork ahead!

Sorry I'm so boring today, when I have a little more time I'll think of something cute to say. :)

Walking out of the home improvement store, I was hit with a sudden rush of warm wind. The sky was a murky color that it hadn't been a few minutes before when I entered the store.

I managed to make it home and get the kids and the dogs inside before the sky opened up, making me glad I'd run my errands straight from the gym, and that in those errands I'd forgotten to return the kids' movies. It's turning out to be a popcorn kind of day. I wish I had time to relax and enjoy it, but I'm caught in the mile-long to-do list that accompanies a last-minute decision to leave town for the weekend.

And if I ever get the hair-brained idea to have a birthday party at my house again, slap me. I'm tired of cleaning.

I'm hyphenating an awful lot today, which probably means I need a nap.

But the little monkey turns four on Saturday, and we will celebrate (again) in the midst of jet skis, fireworks, a big lake, and hopefully sunny skies. Because it's nice when everyone else is celebrating, too, even if it's not for the same reason. It means the hubby gets Friday off, and we get to see family. Maybe relax a little bit.

Haha.

Have a great Fourth!

(PS - I will have pictures up soon of the party, my camera is not so good so I'm waiting on the hubby to send me the ones he took with his Blackberry, which sadly are 100 times better than the ones our camera took.)

It's Official

I'm crazy. So any of you who were wondering can now know for sure.

I need to get to the gym. I feel bloated and gross and tired and cranky. And I know it's because my body is rebelling. I haven't been in almost 2 weeks. Yikes. Tomorrow morning the elliptical and I are going to form a close and personal relationship.

Things that were there no longer are... I'm wondering if I imagined them...

And above all, there's nothing like a good stress-fest to keep you up at night for a while. Makes you a hard person to be around, because I hate it when I realize all I've been talking about is my problems. I don't like being that friend who always complains. If I've been that way to you lately, I'm sorry. When I realize what I'm doing I feel so bad. And then I'm embarrassed. And then I crawl under my rock for a while.

Jamaica sounds good right about now.

Watched My Mom's New Boyfriend last night, and it was so surreal. Since it's located in my hometown, it was one moment after another.

Accch -- the Texas Street bridge!
Bllghck -- the Museum!
Fudge crackers -- the Revel!!!

Yikes. But amusing for Steph.

And I'm totally kicking Tom's butt for not letting me know that Antonio and Meg were in town for it. I would've made a road trip. Immediately.

Okay, I've got to go and reign in kids. If I still have any hair remaining later tonight, I may find time to update you on everything else. :)

Holy frijoles, Batman!

Summer is a time to relax, take a break, and enjoy life for a while. Slow down, rest, and recouperate.

*snorts*

Ha... haha... hahaha... hahahaha...

Okay, maybe that was getting a little maniacal. The first few weeks of summer have been anything but slow and peaceful. It's been a whirlwind of activity, and I'm beat.

Swim lessons, gymnastics, teaching on Mondays, hanging out with friends (yay!), friends moving back, birthday parties (planning and attending)...

Oh yeah...

And I'm going to have a bathroom again!

Thanks, Chris. You know we love you.

Anywho, I think I'm going to crash so I can actually make it to Pilates in the morning. Otherwise I'll start showing that bag of Fritos and bean dip I just snarfed.

iTunes Virgin

Wow. One sitting and it's gone. Whew. That went faster than a buttered jelly bean in an elephant's trunk.

In calming down recently, post-recital and best-friend-moving-back, I found a moment to actually use my iTunes gift card I received for my birthday back in March. Yeah, I took long enough, right?

Well, about a half hour later it's gone. And my player's not even close to being full. Wow. I told B that he could refill it for me for special occasions, and he mentioned that we have an anniversary coming up.

Holy crud, we do!

Good thing I purchased his gift a long time ago.

If I didn't mention it yet, my best friend's back!!!

I'm looking forward to only teaching one day, and getting several days off. I plan to try to keep it this way when fall starts. I can still fit in 16 students if I only teach 2 days, and I had 13 this year. If ALL my students take lessons again, not counting the one that's moving, I'll have 4 slots open for beginners. Yippee! Not bad for a part-time job that I adore.

I was just reading my playlist on my mp3 player, and I'm a weird cookie. You see genres, and it's about like this:

Hip-Hop
Alternative
R&B/Soul
Jazz
Pop
Rock
Comedy
Dance
Country
Christian

And then over and over again. I guess I just like music. I still haven't even copied songs off my existing CDs to transfer to my player, so I'm hoping when I'm done with that I'll at least have the thing half full. It's only a quarter full now. Love large memories. And I've been anxious to try my hand at having a soundtrack to my life. I can see grocery shopping to "I Like to Move It."

Anywhosit, I think I'm turning in early tonight. Got a day tomorrow. Another one, you know. They keep coming. It's some freakish cycle I haven't figured out yet.

Oh, and we've got some big decisions coming up. I need prayer for strength and the words of wisdom that need to be heard, and a heart open to hearing them. He's probably not going to be happy to hear what I've got to say.