Has It Really Been That Long?
Has it really already been a month since the last time I posted? Holy moly. To be fair I've been buried in paperwork, laundry, mass house cleaning, stress, and guests, but mostly laundry. I finally got all caught up on laundry...oh look there's more again. But I can say that Josh has started a new job, the kids are growing like weeds and I'm finally starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. It was a rough few weeks there. So to catch you all up on life here, I'll break it down to paragraphs.
Half-Pint (my little no so little anymore brother) has officially graduated and moved out into his own little house. I'm so proud of him. He's even got his own recording studio in his house. When he's not at work or recording, he's writing music for artists and has even written an album for my mom and I. I can't wait to see what he does with it.
Author is well. She writing another book...and won't let me read it yet. The brat. In between writing, she's working like a crazy woman and heading down to nanny for a friend soon. I'm so proud of her for finding her nitch and running with it.
White Knight and sweet Lizard were here for fourth of July. We had a blast. Good food and good friends are always the way to spend time. I'm pretty sure I hear wedding bells in the near future! I can't wait!!
Josh is rocking his new job and loving it. After a bit of a set back and some bad news, he started fresh with a whole new job delivering roofing supplies. He loves the guys he works with and we look forward to having a some of them and their families over for dinners. It's good to finally get connected after not having been able to really feel connected. He's tired as it's hard work loading and unloading the truck and working in the warehouse, but he comes home with a smile on his face just about every day. It's good to see him like that.
Sam is a little monster, but she's two. It's to be expected. Still, sometimes it's hard to remind myself that she is only two for so long before she'll be out of this stage. Some days are really good, and others I'd like to scream bloody murder and mass rage around the house because of her antics. The latest thing is trying to get her to bed, or do anything really. She puts her books away like a good girl, but that's about it. She has started swim lessons and is flourishing. She loves it. Go figure as her mother was once a fish too. She loves the water as much as I do. Trying to get her out of the pool is almost impossible. But I'm grateful too as it gives us something fun to do twice a week that gets us out of the house.
Clay is teething, but after Auntie Lizard bought him a amber necklace, he's taking it like a champ. Not to mention he looks so freaking adorable in it. It's like having a baby hunk-a-lunk in the house all the time. His looks are going to be deadly when he gets older. But he will treat women with respect or Mama's gonna paddle his backside. And that's assuming Daddy doesn't devise something far worse first. He's a good kid though. Demanding, but all kids at his age are.
As to me, well it was a little touchy there for a bit, but I think I've mostly kicked it. It helps that the kids and I are finally getting back into the swing of things. I'm trying to do yoga at the gym and doing swim lessons with Sam. Cuddle time with Clayton, and of course trying to squeeze in a little reading now and then too. The house is finally organized and now just keeping it picked up helps sooth the frayed nerves of when we have people over. While I'm not a total neat freak, I do like things organized and put away properly. So in short I no longer feel like I'm drowning anymore. I can at least breathe again. To be fair, it's taken quite a few calls to Author just to remind myself that I'm human but not a waste of space. I'm beginning to lose the weight the mass stress brought on and am starting to feel good about myself again. I've just got to remember that life's not perfect and neither am I. I'm looking forward to seeing my in-laws here soon, and my mom is coming at the end of the month for a couple days. I'm stoked!!
Well that's all for now my bloggers, it's back to laundry and making dinner for me. I promise I will do my best to make a point of blogging at least once a week. Well unless hell rains down again. But I think we might be in the clear for a bit. Remember bloggers, no matter what you are going through, there are others out there who care.
Half-Pint (my little no so little anymore brother) has officially graduated and moved out into his own little house. I'm so proud of him. He's even got his own recording studio in his house. When he's not at work or recording, he's writing music for artists and has even written an album for my mom and I. I can't wait to see what he does with it.
Author is well. She writing another book...and won't let me read it yet. The brat. In between writing, she's working like a crazy woman and heading down to nanny for a friend soon. I'm so proud of her for finding her nitch and running with it.
White Knight and sweet Lizard were here for fourth of July. We had a blast. Good food and good friends are always the way to spend time. I'm pretty sure I hear wedding bells in the near future! I can't wait!!
Josh is rocking his new job and loving it. After a bit of a set back and some bad news, he started fresh with a whole new job delivering roofing supplies. He loves the guys he works with and we look forward to having a some of them and their families over for dinners. It's good to finally get connected after not having been able to really feel connected. He's tired as it's hard work loading and unloading the truck and working in the warehouse, but he comes home with a smile on his face just about every day. It's good to see him like that.
Sam is a little monster, but she's two. It's to be expected. Still, sometimes it's hard to remind myself that she is only two for so long before she'll be out of this stage. Some days are really good, and others I'd like to scream bloody murder and mass rage around the house because of her antics. The latest thing is trying to get her to bed, or do anything really. She puts her books away like a good girl, but that's about it. She has started swim lessons and is flourishing. She loves it. Go figure as her mother was once a fish too. She loves the water as much as I do. Trying to get her out of the pool is almost impossible. But I'm grateful too as it gives us something fun to do twice a week that gets us out of the house.
Clay is teething, but after Auntie Lizard bought him a amber necklace, he's taking it like a champ. Not to mention he looks so freaking adorable in it. It's like having a baby hunk-a-lunk in the house all the time. His looks are going to be deadly when he gets older. But he will treat women with respect or Mama's gonna paddle his backside. And that's assuming Daddy doesn't devise something far worse first. He's a good kid though. Demanding, but all kids at his age are.
As to me, well it was a little touchy there for a bit, but I think I've mostly kicked it. It helps that the kids and I are finally getting back into the swing of things. I'm trying to do yoga at the gym and doing swim lessons with Sam. Cuddle time with Clayton, and of course trying to squeeze in a little reading now and then too. The house is finally organized and now just keeping it picked up helps sooth the frayed nerves of when we have people over. While I'm not a total neat freak, I do like things organized and put away properly. So in short I no longer feel like I'm drowning anymore. I can at least breathe again. To be fair, it's taken quite a few calls to Author just to remind myself that I'm human but not a waste of space. I'm beginning to lose the weight the mass stress brought on and am starting to feel good about myself again. I've just got to remember that life's not perfect and neither am I. I'm looking forward to seeing my in-laws here soon, and my mom is coming at the end of the month for a couple days. I'm stoked!!
Well that's all for now my bloggers, it's back to laundry and making dinner for me. I promise I will do my best to make a point of blogging at least once a week. Well unless hell rains down again. But I think we might be in the clear for a bit. Remember bloggers, no matter what you are going through, there are others out there who care.
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