Thursday, June 27, 2013

Dining al fresco



Practically every night since we moved we've eaten outside. It's glorious. 

Sleep

Sad face. I really wanted to sleep my morning away since I'm off today,but instead, I'm awake and my kids aren't. I should do chores but I don't want to. I could get a shower and paint my nails but I don't want to do that either. I wish I had a coffee maker, I'd make some coffee and drink it slowly and read.  I'm pathetic. Sigh. 

Xxoo,
Frootie!

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Therapy

Sometimes I think I need therapy.  Then I think again.  I just need:
- a maid
- a pedicure 
- more time
 Xxoo,
Frootie!

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Mess after mess after mess

Moving into the new house has been trying. Things seem to come together, and then I turn around twice. 

We have ants. Ants. Icky. I'm going to call orkin tomorrow. 

My new house is amazingly beautiful. I hope I can do it justice. 

Xxoo, 
Frootie!

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Camera

I need to make friends with my camera again.  Part of the reason we've grown apart is that my favorite lens is messed up.  The other thing is that, by golly, I work too danged much.  Here's the deal. I'm off a lot in July. I'm gonna take pictures. A lot of them. 

Xxoo,
Frootie!

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Saturday, June 22, 2013

Saturday Superday

10 things y'all

10. I can't tell you the last time I went to bed without praying that, get this, my kids don't puke. 
9. I wish I could relax. But, alas, I cannot. I'm too high strung. 
8.  I love wine, but I won't drink it 99% of the time out of fear I might do something wrong. 
7.  I'm tired. All the time
6.  I want to bake my own bread. 
5. I also want to do a serious diet with no meat, flour, or sugar. Except wine. 
4. I love my husband like a fat kid loves free cake. 
3. Swimming is my favorite summer activity. So are s'mores. 
2. Mosquitoes don't seem to have any purpose in life. Why do they exist!?!  And ants?  Why?
1.  I have a serious problem with buying nail polish. 

Xxoo, 
Frootie! 

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Vacation home

Who needs a vacation home when they live on Drake Lane like I do?  

I live in a tree house. 

This morning before dawn I watched the moon slide from the sky in all it's glory. 

Xxoo, 
Frootie!

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Thursday, June 20, 2013

Sick

Seems like everytime Ella is sick her mom blames us. Like, I know we have toddlers and all but maybe if we washed our hands more often....

I don't mean to be hateful but I am sad that we are the bad guys all the time. I am sad that they are moving farther away. I am sad and at the same time totally selfish because I'm wondering how in the world I am going to be able to make that work into my schedule with 2 toddlers and a husband who travels a lot for work. Oh and that job of mine. You know...the retail one in which I work more than 8 hours a day most days. Yeah, that one. 

I hate that our lives are so busy. I barely have a moment to slow down between sun up and sun down.  

And I worry a lot. 

And tonight my throat is starting to hurt like maybe I'm catching something. Maybe Ella did catch her illness from us.  Maybe me. 

Xxoo,
 Frootie!

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Things I miss.

Working 8 hrs a day. 

Irish Spring Sport -- I ordered a case of it in 2006 I just opened my last bar yesterday. What?

Summer as a kid. Who doesn't miss that?  Pool days, bike riding, camping, trampoline jumping, bathing in the lake....

Xxoo,
Frootie!

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Wednesday, June 19, 2013

One month until I'm 32

I'd like to say I can commit to blogging everyday tip my 32nd... But I can not commit to anything other than my husband and my kids. Man I love those people.  

Nora. You are so rotten and crazy and moody and angry. And sweet and lovable. All at once. You hate bedtime. Why? Sleep is great!

Ella. You are starting to be a big girl. You are getting so good at taking care of yourself and at being a big sister for your siblings. That's awesome. You are still quite messy. We need to work on that. 

Graham. You are so sweet. Every bit of you. Those blue eyes and your silly grunts get me every time. You are really starting to talk and I love hearing you yell "Mamo" and "Papa" and "Meee".

Clinton. I love you. No one is perfect.  Together I think we are. 

Xxoo,
Frootie!

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