News from the homefront
Lots has been going through my mind as of late. First off, I would love to continue to post pictures, however, our computer has notified us of a full belly. She can no longer accept all the empty calories we keep cramming down her throat and she has decided to zip her mouth shut. Literally. We cannot download anymore junk because her memory is at it's maxxxxxxx! So...until we can afford to buy more memory, we are at an impasse. Connie, as I have just now named our computer, refuses to budge and we refuse to perform gastric bypass on her. It's just not a safe thing to do. WE love all her rolls and are finding it hard to part with them. (In other words, we don't want to delete any more things than we already have.)
Second thing that's been going through this mind of mine is public or private. I'm not talking about restrooms here. I refer to the access of our blog. Is it bothersome to the handful of you who actually view it to log in each and every time, or do you not mind at all? I am a bit paranoid about making it public again because of a creepy comment left by a seriously creepy person. I just don't want to expose my family that way. But then again, all of you do and you seem to be relatively safe. No stalkers or pedaphiles? See? I always think the ablsolute worst! Maybe if I make up codenames for us and don't tell where we are. Like in the witness protection program, huh? I could be all CIA-ish. Neat.
Third thing that weighs heavily. My kids. I am not a happy mommy lately. DOn't know why. I seems to get angry a lot (yes I know i wrote seems instead of seem, and i'm leaving it because i want to) over the dumbest things and I lose my temper way too easily. I am usually so excited to put up Christmas stuff and decorate and be all in the Spirit of it all, but this year -- not so much. Why?!? I wish I knew. Maybe part of it has to do with the mess of it all. I hate messes. Not that my house is always clean. It's not. That's why I subscribe to this. It helps some. But I digress...The mess. I know that I will eventually be the ONLY one to put it all away and that just doesn't appeal to me. Today, the kids did great. They got their rooms cleaned (not how I would do it, rather, how a 6 and 8 year old can do it), but Corrine is just now finishing up in her room and it's 5:30. That's right, she's been in there working on it since noon! She just gets distracted and plays or reads books or comes out to play with the dog or the baby. *sigh* I want to be into Christmas, but I'm having a bit of a Scrooge moment.
Another thing swirling around in my noggin is our trip to Utah. I am so excited to go "home" for the holidays. Don't get me wrong--I love living here. This place is my home. I love my house, my town, the weather, the whole shabang. But there is just something about going back to your roots. Back to where you grew up. To "where everybody knows your name. And they're always glad you came." (meant to be sung as the "CHeers" theme song). I want to be with our families. I want to share and create memories with them. I want to be carefree. But I swear, if anyone says a WORD about my still lingering baby weight, I'll leave and never return!
So, these are my words. These are my feelings. This is blog vomit at it's finest.
Second thing that's been going through this mind of mine is public or private. I'm not talking about restrooms here. I refer to the access of our blog. Is it bothersome to the handful of you who actually view it to log in each and every time, or do you not mind at all? I am a bit paranoid about making it public again because of a creepy comment left by a seriously creepy person. I just don't want to expose my family that way. But then again, all of you do and you seem to be relatively safe. No stalkers or pedaphiles? See? I always think the ablsolute worst! Maybe if I make up codenames for us and don't tell where we are. Like in the witness protection program, huh? I could be all CIA-ish. Neat.
Third thing that weighs heavily. My kids. I am not a happy mommy lately. DOn't know why. I seems to get angry a lot (yes I know i wrote seems instead of seem, and i'm leaving it because i want to) over the dumbest things and I lose my temper way too easily. I am usually so excited to put up Christmas stuff and decorate and be all in the Spirit of it all, but this year -- not so much. Why?!? I wish I knew. Maybe part of it has to do with the mess of it all. I hate messes. Not that my house is always clean. It's not. That's why I subscribe to this. It helps some. But I digress...The mess. I know that I will eventually be the ONLY one to put it all away and that just doesn't appeal to me. Today, the kids did great. They got their rooms cleaned (not how I would do it, rather, how a 6 and 8 year old can do it), but Corrine is just now finishing up in her room and it's 5:30. That's right, she's been in there working on it since noon! She just gets distracted and plays or reads books or comes out to play with the dog or the baby. *sigh* I want to be into Christmas, but I'm having a bit of a Scrooge moment.
Another thing swirling around in my noggin is our trip to Utah. I am so excited to go "home" for the holidays. Don't get me wrong--I love living here. This place is my home. I love my house, my town, the weather, the whole shabang. But there is just something about going back to your roots. Back to where you grew up. To "where everybody knows your name. And they're always glad you came." (meant to be sung as the "CHeers" theme song). I want to be with our families. I want to share and create memories with them. I want to be carefree. But I swear, if anyone says a WORD about my still lingering baby weight, I'll leave and never return!
So, these are my words. These are my feelings. This is blog vomit at it's finest.
Comments
Second of all, I can't wait to see you and your family! And if anyone says anything about you're baby weight, I will personally kick them in their big ole' booty! And you know people are afraid of me!