Mackenzie senior pics and parental visit

So Mackenzie had her senior pictures a few weeks ago. That is such an unbelievable thought in my mind that I cannot even begin to describe it adequately. I was with her but I didn't hover because you could tell she was nervous. She is like me in the aspect that she hates to be the center of attention. They took a lot of pictures and 2 of my favorites up above. There are some really good ones but I think Mackenzie is sad that they are not all perfect. She is really photogenic and it show up in all of the photos. Again, I think because she was kind of uncomfortable. I offered to pay for another sitting but she isn't interested in that right now. What do you do when your very beautiful daughter inside and out tells you that she hates her face in her senior pictures. Heartbreaking. I can tell her all day long that they look great but I can't make her believer it.

Angie, myself, and my mom

My parents were here a few weeks ago. We had a really good time hanging out at Angie's cool downtown condo and walking around downtown in the nasty humidity. If only I could win the lottery..........I would buy a big ole piece of land somewhere nice and warm and build a cul-de-sac with mansions that my parents and sisters will inhabit :)

long time.... no write

So that, in the picture above? That is one of the reasons I haven't written in a while. We are stupid dog owners. Phoebe our pug is a 5 year old female who is unaltered. I had thought about breeding her for one litter when she was a puppy and even went as far as meeting with a couple of male stud owners. Then I just kind of realized that it would be too much work and the world is over populated with unwanted dogs. Then we adopted this adorable yorkie poo who happens to be a male. I made an appointment for him to get neutered but somehow they must have slipped off somewhere for some alone time before that appointment because............


59 days after that appointment we came home from being at my sister's house all day to the whining noise of a tiny animal in the back yard. We have a fenced in back yard and an enclosed sun room so we had left the dogs out there while we were gone instead of crating them. I guess I was in denial because Ididn't realize she was "with child". Anyway, we rescued the 1 and only puppy from where Phoebe had hidden it. She seemed to be rejecting her(by this time we knew it was a girl) she actually seemed like she was going to attack her. So Mackenzie and I took turns staying with the puppy and holding Phoebe down so she could nurse. It was really draining. The puppy had a scratch on her shoulder that would bleed now and then so we were concerned about that and if she was eating enough, eliminating enough, was she warm enough, etc. I am so happy to say that after about day 6 Phoebe's motherly instincts finally kicked in and have been awesome since. The puppy is fat and sassy and doing everything she is supposed to do. We, of course are getting extremely attached to her but I really can't fathom the idea of owning 3 dogs right now. We have several people interested in her already so it is going to be hard to pick the "best" home.

I swear if I didn't have my human kids, I would be the crazy dog lady. Even though this was an unplanned puppy and a lesson in irresponsibility on my part, it has actually been a pretty awesome experience with a happy story so far...............

8 days into my new year.........progress? update

nerdy yoga poses

the flamingo pose

So it's about 8 days post birthday and I am swinging into my 37th year. I hope this first week will not be a real indication of how I want it to go. I am serious about dropping my weight from 165 down to a nice toned 120 but other then lowering my calories for the days, I haven't made any headway on the workout end of it. And then there was last Thursday night, our GNO where 4 or 5 of us are going to try and get out at least once a month and have a fun girls night out. My huband dropped me off and then I was just supposed to call him when we were done. I hadn't eaten much all day and then when we were served our first beers, hmmmm they went down a little to easy for me. When my sister showed up she bought me a big ole yager shot that of course I had to consume as quickly as possible and chase it down with beer into my little empty stomach. So at the age of 37 I was kind of a drunky drunk mess. I believe there was even a fall involved. hmm I do have bruises on my back and on my elbow. Oh well, my wonderful husband picked me up that night and put me to bed and helped me into jammies.

So anyway at the end of the first week my count for the gym was 0 times. My gno, I don't even want to know how many beers were consumed by me. bad bad bad. Then of course I ate bad the whole next day to soak up my drunkenness. ummmm grease. Oh well next week will be better.

Up above is what my family was doing tonight. Little yogi bears (and one big one) Maybe I need to get started with them. They look kind of nerdy though.

So that cute kid in the picture? He was the weird kid at the birthday party yesterday. Has anyone else just had their heart broken while watching their kid in a social setting?

My friend's son had his 5th birthday party and I took Jack alone. John's dad is here from Texas so instead of dragging everyone they just had some alone time with Charley. For the most part Jack was fine playing with this leapfrog alphabet thingy. All the other kids were running outside and playing on the playset. When Jack did go out there a boy yelled at him and at one point pushed him. I guess even at this young age kids can sense when someone is different from them. And Jack doesn't help things.........in group settings is quirks come out in force. He likes attention so he will do his little skippy dance and when someone asks him a question he will answer in a gibberish made up language. I wish he wouldn't do that. He is such a sweet kid and people in these situations only see his quirks. We knows he has CP but I wish we knew why he did some of his other things. He doesn't fit on the autism spectrum. Maybe I shouldn't worry so much because on the way home last night he kept saying to me, "I had fun, Mommy." So it sounds like I am the one with the hangups and I need to just let him be Jack.

On another note, here is his latest funny


Jack~ Mommy will you flip me in the water?

Me~ Not right now honey.

Jack~ hey! use your manners say yes!

So using your manners means saying yes. funny boy

I look like Shrek next to her. So right there is motivation to change this year. I am only 3 days into my 37th year. I am going to make this one of the best and stop having pity parties for myself. I have 3 beautiful children and an awesome husband that deserve the best and so do I? still feeling unworthy. oh well I am going to be a work in progress I guess.

Okay this only my 2nd post in a really long time. I have been obsessing about how to get started and just decided the best way was to just do it and learn as I go. So here goes.............

I just had my birthday this past week. 37 years old. Wow it has kind of hit me hard. I feel like you are only as old as you feel and I don't want to get caught up on numbers because it's too depressing. But I am not happy where Ie am physically and financially. So I have decided that this IS going to be my year to work on both of those. I currently weight 166lbs. And my baby will be 3 in September. It is time to really use the YMCA that I am a member of and to stop frequenting McDonalds so much. I have no savings really. My husband and I are basically living paycheck to paycheck with not much leftover. I realize that I am mainly the culprit. I love to shop. I almost have OCD about buying new clothes for me and the kids. I don't even know why I buys some of the things I do because we all really have enough clothes. So maybe by doing this blog I will be more accountable for what I put in my mouth, how much I moved my body that day, and how much money I spent on nonsense. That is my goal anyway, because I do have a lot to be happy about and I want my financial and physical self to show it. Does that make sense or does it sound like a bunch of babble. Maybe this will just be like a personal diary to me so I guess who cares, right?

Here is a picture of my younger sister. Isn't she beautiful? We used to be able to share clothes.

new better me this year?

This is only my