Heading out to Lancasterdirtbowlolicious California tomorrow. Staying in a hotel. Crossing every finger, long toes that I have for a clean room. Marriott and I have talked. Very closely. We've talked. Or little Jetta-girl will boogity oogity home. Drive the distance for home and clean bed? Yes. That is me. I'm off to Happy Hour with my partner in crime that just walked in with a bouquet of flowa's for ME. Nice. I love him. So much. Next up? Dirty Martini with Grey Goose. Somewhere. Anywhere. Booya!
Friday, March 30, 2012
Candles? More cute bags? Or my chance to hug my buds?
Lit-Ra-Lee?
On another note: This morning while walking to my desk he said "Mom, I bought some Coconut Milk"....I said "Really...sounds interesting...and different for you...so WHY? So I can get some muscles. That is funny. So fun. So Kris.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
On the first day of Spring...The Goodwill gave to me....

Oh. Today is better. Nothing better than disconnecting yourself from cell phones, and people that annoy you. I lit my candles, played my fav tunes- Made a wonderful meal. Sat at the table with K&K, talked and laughed...- Watched Kali give herself an organic natural facial consisting of Coconut oil, apple cider vinegar. Crawled into bed by 8. Life is good.
Happy Hump Day y'all!
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Practice what I preach? Sure.
So today for some reason my life as I know it has wreaked self pity. Those days you wake up on the right side of the bed but are quickly shaken off your happy stool by some creature that you love. Yes Bill. You. M'kkkk?...on with the rest. The rest of my morning, driving, working, dealing with the many many people I do while in my office, I tossed emotions around my head as I normally do. Those that were acting like plain idiots. And no, not employees. More like the thing we call public. Customers.
And so, I left that place. Heading home to my happy place. After taking a call from Kali, expressing that her and Tori were going shopping. ( happy she has her little stash of $ough)- I decided to sit in my happy place. Not looking out at my gardener, who is beyond too close to my car with the famous edger, and ignoring cat hair that currently lines my black cozy shorts I landed in. I am in my happy place. Blogging. Actually storing, and making disc's. For my children. And for me. My prize possessions. My children. My life. I love my life. I love Bill. I love everything I do, and have. Today I am not Superwoman. Nor do I care to be.
Kali and Tori popped in to change their clothes. I made them "Mommy's famous Fruit Smoothies" as a quick supermommy surprise. And they were off. Kali's last word as she walked out the door...what? Walked out the door... with keys in hand. Well. Tori's driving. Them. Strange yes. Yea, they have reached the stage of going to the mall. On their own. Strange. So strange. Anyway...her last words..."Mommy, are you seriously going through those pictures"? Yes. I am. Yes. Again.
Mommies are the memory keepers. Right? No more lost stories. These pictures make me smile. They take away all the yuckies from the day. Tomorrow will be a better day. I will make sure of that. I found these 2 pictures of K & K. One of Kris reminds me of the days before serious worries on his future. He tends to worry so much of material things. Future. Buying big things. Investments. Life. Marriage. Children.
Kali..the days before makeup. The days when I picked out her clothes. Her bathing suits. So ya, the pressures of academics. Serious sports. Boyfriends. Friends. When getting away and blasting across the lake in warm temperatures on a summer night made her smile by the simplicity.
happy tuesday everyone. I'm ok. I just HAD one of those days. Life is better now.
Just me.
And so, I left that place. Heading home to my happy place. After taking a call from Kali, expressing that her and Tori were going shopping. ( happy she has her little stash of $ough)- I decided to sit in my happy place. Not looking out at my gardener, who is beyond too close to my car with the famous edger, and ignoring cat hair that currently lines my black cozy shorts I landed in. I am in my happy place. Blogging. Actually storing, and making disc's. For my children. And for me. My prize possessions. My children. My life. I love my life. I love Bill. I love everything I do, and have. Today I am not Superwoman. Nor do I care to be.
Kali and Tori popped in to change their clothes. I made them "Mommy's famous Fruit Smoothies" as a quick supermommy surprise. And they were off. Kali's last word as she walked out the door...what? Walked out the door... with keys in hand. Well. Tori's driving. Them. Strange yes. Yea, they have reached the stage of going to the mall. On their own. Strange. So strange. Anyway...her last words..."Mommy, are you seriously going through those pictures"? Yes. I am. Yes. Again.
Mommies are the memory keepers. Right? No more lost stories. These pictures make me smile. They take away all the yuckies from the day. Tomorrow will be a better day. I will make sure of that. I found these 2 pictures of K & K. One of Kris reminds me of the days before serious worries on his future. He tends to worry so much of material things. Future. Buying big things. Investments. Life. Marriage. Children.
Kali..the days before makeup. The days when I picked out her clothes. Her bathing suits. So ya, the pressures of academics. Serious sports. Boyfriends. Friends. When getting away and blasting across the lake in warm temperatures on a summer night made her smile by the simplicity.
happy tuesday everyone. I'm ok. I just HAD one of those days. Life is better now.
Just me.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Sisters, Sunshine and Sopping WET Soccer!
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Yes...Keep the text messages coming....

Sunday, March 18, 2012
Ol' Stompin Grounds....St. Patricks Day 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
This time of year.....
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