Because we are bored

And my children are crazy.

Boo-freakin-hoo!

School was cancelled today. It was BigBoy's last day of preschool before Christmas.
I was looking forward to watching BigBoy fidget silently hearing his class sing Christmas songs.
I won't be taking pretty Christmas photos of my children in their red sweater and red dress.

Instead we have this:



And ugly weather.

Meh.

WW Wednesday

It was 2 weeks since my last meeting when I walked in to WW today.

I had a birthday and went out of town in that time.

I lost zero pounds in that those weeks. I also gained zero pounds.

I'll take it.

Goals for this week: stay away from the sweets that seem to be flying at me from everywhere, and try to work more veggies into my diet.

BabyCakes' Birthday Wreath

Yes, her birthday really is here! We're having a small small birthday party for her on Sunday.

I decided I wanted to make a little something to greet our guests.

I (of course) didn't want to spend any money, so I scrounged around and found a wreath form I bought at a yard sale for a quarter and then just added some baby toys.

What do you think? Weird and sad or cute and creative? :)

Top 10 Ways to Destroy a Holiday Inflatable:*

10. Serve it some punch. With your fist.

9. Hurl a copy of the HOA bylaws at it.

8. Cut loose the tie-downs with your stroller.

7. Give it a good cleaning -- with a pressure washer.

6. Take your family-friendly vehicle and get all Dukes of Hazard on its ass.

5. Hog tie it with one of the owners' strands of orange and purple Halloween lights.

4. BB Gun drive-by.

3. Coat inflatable in peanut butter. Apply birdseed liberally.

2. Three words: Sharpened Candy Canes.

1. Bottle rockets. The same house with halloween lights and huge inflatables is destined to have fireworks.


*I am in no way advocating violence, destruction of private property, or law-breaking in any fashion. This is meant purely as a joke.

No giant Santa's were harmed in the making of this blog post.

I actually only detest the huge ones. The others don't bother me so much, but I'll never admit it out loud.

We're home.

The last couple weeks have been crazy around here:



grandparents and the dogs for Thanksgiving, then the other set of grandparents, then my sister... and then we drove to TN/KY at the last minute. Daddy was in the hospital (the above pic was taken while they were here in NC) for a week. He's home now, though.

I'm glad we went but now it's time to get back to work.

I have 13 loads of laundry to finish this weekend.

Oh and my children are insane.

Traveling, lots of grandparents, and lots of TOYS will do that to you, I guess.

Champagne and snowglobes

Yesterday I celebrated my Inaugural 29th Birthday.

:) Just kidding. I don't think I'm going to start lying about my age.

Yet.

I might have to see what Miss Clairol can do with these gray hairs, though.

It was a great day!

My parents had been in for a few couple days (they left after lunch) and then my sister arrived yesterday for a weekend visit.

My day was filled with flowers, cake (2 kinds!), champagne, dinner out with friends, and of course my beautiful babies and their daddy. They got me the snow globe

I have no problem with hitting the big 3-0 anymore.

That just means I get to spend another year with my favorite people in the world.

But I still might start coloring my hair.