I'm pretty sure that my blog is number one on my list of neglected things. At least it's not, you know, one of my kids or something.
Oh how my life is busy. Shall I count the ways?
1. I have two kids and a dog. That really should be enough said. I have to break up fights, avoid floods due to my son "cleaning out the peaches in his backpack" in the bathroom sink and oversee Kayley chop a peice of cucumber into the tiniest peices and pray she doesn't lose a finger. I nurse wounds, deal with huge knots in Kayley's hair and administer sunscreen to Hartley's belly because she sleeps outside upside down and gets sunburnt. What a weirdo. I'm the most famous for hiding kids clothes since they wear the SAME things over and over. If they can't find 'em, they can't wear 'em! Now that's just good parenting right there.
2. The kids are at camp this summer. That means a packed lunch every day (with enough food to satisfy the hungriest 7 year old boy on the planet), a full coat of sunscreen and a backpack full of swimming supplies. It also means exausted children who get angry at me when I wake them up at 7am. Can't blame 'em. I get mad at my dang phone when it wakes me up at anytime before 12 noon. I'm not a morning person. Neither are they on camp days. But I digress.
3. Kids camp at our church in Camarillo was last week and VBS is this week at South Coast. That means I pick up the kids at 5:30 and they have to be somewhere at 6:30. Cereal for dinner, anyone? While the kidlings do enjoy these evening camps, they're tiring and I'm dunzo with them.
4. New house for us. Very old house in general. Bad plumbing, possible rodents in the attic, daddy long legs thinkin' they own the place and it's hotter than blue blazes up in there pretty much always. It is taking some adjustment, that's for sure. The huge front and backyards, fruit trees, giant sun room and privacy make it all worthwile, though!
5. Donde esta Tyler? He is very busy with school and work. He has also lost close to ten pounds and is a strapping young lad, if I do say so myself. We joke that we only have time for a high five when we see each other and then we head our separate ways. As sad as it is, it's really like that most days. But I love the guy for working his butt off!
6. Mavericks. It's my new gym and I love it. Being besties with one of the managers there offers many benefits (if I told you I'd have to kill you). Working and running the kids around makes it hard for me to get to the gym but I've been managing two or three days a week and a day doing something active with the kids and Tyler. Last week we did the stairs at Ventura High and the week before we went for a hike!
7. Busting a flow. My new hobby is busting out with white girl rhymes. Think I'm kidding? I guess you'll never know. Maybe on my birthday after a few margaritas.
8. My birthday. Ok, well it actually hasn't happened yet but I'm really looking forward to it! I feel the best I've ever felt and the happiest I've ever been lately. Besides, the closer I get to thirty the less I care about what anyone thinks of me or the choices I make. For sheezy.
9. Now I just feel obligated to make it to ten. Such pressure!
10. Work. Meh. Meh. I got another raise last week which I am thankful for. I'm also expanding my knowledge base by taking on extra tasks such as billing and reconciling bank accounts. Which is thrilling stuff I know. But I make accounting look good. Especially when I wear my glasses. Rarrr. You know, it's sexy when my eyes cross and things go blurry so I have to make a spectacle of myself. Get it? Spectacle? I kill myself! Ha!
Thou hast read the ways my life is insane. There is more, but ain't nobody got time for that.
8. My birthday. Ok, well it actually hasn't happened yet but I'm really looking forward to it! I feel the best I've ever felt and the happiest I've ever been lately. Besides, the closer I get to thirty the less I care about what anyone thinks of me or the choices I make. For sheezy.
9. Now I just feel obligated to make it to ten. Such pressure!
10. Work. Meh. Meh. I got another raise last week which I am thankful for. I'm also expanding my knowledge base by taking on extra tasks such as billing and reconciling bank accounts. Which is thrilling stuff I know. But I make accounting look good. Especially when I wear my glasses. Rarrr. You know, it's sexy when my eyes cross and things go blurry so I have to make a spectacle of myself. Get it? Spectacle? I kill myself! Ha!
Thou hast read the ways my life is insane. There is more, but ain't nobody got time for that.