Kids are eating dinner now. Yum! Corn dogs and Doritos, their choice. I am watching "Mama Mia" I love Abba. What a wonderful idea to have their musin incorporated into a musical. This movie made me love M. Streep!

I am patiently waiting for my hubby to return home from work. I hate the days he works late!

Just testing out how my mobile blogging through texts will work

Time

As I sit here knowing that I should be doing something other than just sitting here I am reminded of this blog. So I type.

Today my day started around 7:30, meaning that I woke up before the kids, which is always wonderful. I love waking up naturally versus waking up to being poked and asked, "can you wipe my butt?" Much better to wake up naturally. My mother came over around 8:30 and the kids woke up at the same time. I always love having "Nana" over because she is a HUGE help to me and the kids. I went to the store and then to help my Grandma take her cat, Cha Cha, to the vet. Then we all went out to eat for lunch. Laughing and talking and doing what children do, I was and am always surprised by how many people always tell them how well behaved my children are. It always surprises me. I always simply say thank you and smile. I love my children to pieces and if that is having a good effect on them, then so be it. =)

July 13, 2009

I guess I couldn't think of much to write so coming up with a title to today's blog seemed an impossible task. I am tired and wore out today. I feel stressed, whether that be from 3 smal loud children, a grumpy husband, school money being slow, or my worship leader's impending departure.... Who knows. I just know, I feel stressed. Tense. Tired. Wore....


Love ya always,
LaRae

Sick

Oh how I hate being sick. And I am not talking about the run of the mill icky feeling or a headache. I mean puking my guts out, feeling death approaching kinda sick. That was me yesterday. I suppose it was something I ate, though I hate to think that because I ate at my all time favorite restuarant Ruby Tuesday's. But that is what came up. so although I love the place I do not feel the pull to return any time soon. Ugh! I hate being sick! Besides the fact that once again I have broken all the blood vessels in my face from vomitting. Why did I inherit this lovely thing from my mother. Anytime I vomit I suddenly become covered in purplish red freckels all over my face in neck. And I mean COVERED ALL OVER MY FACE AND NECK. It would be easier to paint my face purple than to cover it up. Fun!