Christmas Card Exchange
I am slowly plucking away at preparing Christmas cards. I know it isn’t totally a green Christmas concept, however it gives me the warm and fuzzies to send and receive Christmas cards. This year we opted to take a self portrait of the family at a local park. It turned out good, although the lighting wasn’t ideal. I worked the lighting into the card design through Costco. Their printing is way inexpensive and had the cards ready in an hour! Totally happy with their service. So want  exchange Christmas cards this year? Leave me a comment and I will email you for your address. If yo

I Don’t Get It
This idea has been floating around in my head for months. I am not alone in pondering it. It wigs me out really. At what point does a woman give up on their sexuality? To clarify, I am talking about the apparent lack of desire to care for oneself. Men do it too, however me not being a man I do not care (although if J let himself totally go I may care, although I cannot imagine). To further clarify, I am not talking about sweats, hair tied back, with running shoes as a mom

Wiggle it Just a Little Bit
I took Becca to the dentist this morning. She is to wiggle the two teeth and if they have not fallen out after Christmas we will take her back and our dentist will extract the teeth. So that was good news. Ethan, Cordi and I went shopping this morning. I am actually done Christmas shopping for one child! Only two more to go! w00t! Many thanks to Nic, I found some awesome stuff at Costco! I still have to find something for J, Cordi and Ethan but I am getting closer. I also have some sewing to do, but I can do that at my leisure without fighting crowds and all that jazz. I sp

ww#84- All Played Out
Have fun with more Wordless Wednesday.

Got To Know When to Lose It
arg. There is an anti-gambling commercial that uses the Kenny Rogers song, “The Gambler” so it is perpetually running through my head. I SWEAR I WILL NEVER GAMBLE. so please stop showing that commercial ok? So I am feeling schlumpy. First the hair needed trimming. Check. Now, my waist needs trimming. I realize that it wasn’t quite 4 months that I had Cordelia, but I have a long way to go before I am healthy. Heck I would be pleased to be where I was before I got pregnant this last time. I just can’t seem to find my footing. Sure my time is limited with the kids and all but STILL. I could eat … you know less. Less in the portion, less in