A Sad Day In The Life

Exercise:
Saturday~7.0 miles
Sunday~none (I was rudely interrupted when a 7 month old squawker woke up 2 hours tooooo early and wouldn't go back to sleep. Early morning indeed!)

Yesterday, wasn't a busy morning. Just filled. I did my walk/jog/run. Surfed the net afterward. We went to the PX to cash a Circuit City rebate check, Matthew got a haircut (Eric wants to grow his out long...and we said he could. Can't wait to see how that turns out.), got my hair trimmed and eyebrows waxed, shopped at WalMart, went out to eat at the Chinese buffet, took a mini-nap, watched TV, did a bit of laundry, snacked here and there (bad, bad Sheree), and didn't too much for the rest of the day....pretty much.

Then the hammer dropped...we got a call from Bobby's Mom (Nana). Bobby's Uncle (Bobby's Dad's brother and only sibling) died in his sleep. At this time, we don't know what he died of. I'm told he had high blood pressure but the man never went to the doctor...so we don't know if that was it. Anyway, as I was talking to Nana, Pop-pop was packing and on his way to New Mexico. I feel so bad for everyone all around. Jayla just got married last month and now her Daddy is gone. Gramps and Great-Grandma lost a son. Pop-pop lost his brother. I don't think we are going to the funeral. This week is pretty much laid out for the boys activities and Bobby is going to be starting his out-process from here so he can move to Alabama for WOC school. I'm just sad. It's got to be hard for the Miller-side of the family right now.

Today, well, nothing is planned or set in stone. I didn't get to run. Lauren woke up just as soon as I was getting my water and lay the treadmill down. I couldn't believe it. I went into her room and she was wide awake. I don't know what woke her. I fed her and laid in bed with her and was in a "lucid" kind of sleep while nursing her. You aren't awake but yet aren't completely asleep either kind of thing. I was hoping she would fall back asleep but didn't. So our day started early. I hate this kind of day where my routine is now 2 hours earlier than usual which makes my day long....in a way....and throws the natural order of things off. As I'm writing, she is in a "Barney trance." LOL! I love that dinosaur. I don't know what is with that show but every child gets "it". The show gives me a chance to catch up here and clean the living room.

Sorry this post was so boring but....that is how my weekend has been so far. Boring.

Why I love HEB!

Who in their right mind would sit down and blog their praises of a freaking grocery chain? Evidently, I will. This place has EVERYTHING. I mean EVERYTHING. Why I chose today to mention this? Because today, of all days, while shopping and having to pick up WIC, I discovered the bread that I have to travel 2 hours away for was found today in their frozen section. I found Ezekiel bread. I love this stuff. It's the bread that was made in the bible...hence the name Ezekiel. I literally was jumping for joy in the store. I'm sure the people down from me were freaking out that a grown woman was shrieking out of sheer delight. Now that is not the only reason why I'm praising this store. If you can't find it...go to HEB. They carry things that you wouldn't normally find or have to shop online for. Today, I also found the NO PUDGE brownie mix. This I had to buy online. I was just walking down the baking section, after picking up my evaporated milk that is on my WIC voucher, and this stuff just jumped out at me. Again, I'm jumping up and down for joy. My God, will wonders never cease. I'm thinking one day, I might just freak out the staff at HEB and spend hours upon hours just walking the aisles to see what else they have that I've been hoping to buy or try or haven't been able to find. LOL! Wouldn't that be fun.

Munchkin

Exercise:
7 miles=3.5mph-8mph, 0-2 incline, 63 minutes

It's a little after 7:30am and Lauren is NOT awake. It has been 12 hours of sleeping bliss. But, that is not what I'm wanting to talk about. Nope, nope, nope. Today is Lauren's birthday. Or a milestone to her birthday. Today, my little "munchkin" is 7 months old. As of today, she is crawling, sitting up, and even pulling herself up to a standing position. Yep, my "munchkin" is growing up. Now, she hasn't gotten any teeth yet. Thankfully. I don't think my boobs could handle that yet. Yep, my "munchkin" is growing up.

As of this morning, I had to change my last post. I told you my week was filling up. You'll notice that Wednesday of next week, Eric has 6th grade orientation. Oh, joy. Another evening that is spent somewhere else when I'd rather be at home.....chillin'.

Glutton Affairs

Exercise:
10.02 MILES!=81 minutes, 6mph-8mph, 0-1 incline

Busy, busy, busy! I should call next week Hell Week. That is exactly what it is going to be. Starting tonight, Eric has a counseling appoinment. Tomorrow, both of the boys have a dental appointment. I think Saturday and Sunday....will be slow....in other words....NO PLANS! But then.......

1. Monday=Boy Scouts (Eric), Ice cream party for the Wolves (Matthew)
2. Tuesday=nothing that I can think of.
3. Wednesday=Eric has 6th grade orientation at the middle school.
4. Thursday=Choir concert (Eric)
5. Friday=Field trip (Eric) and the school is having a Carnival.
6. Saturday=Central Texas Air Show (Bobby wants to go....so I'm sure we will)
7. Sunday=Scarborough Faire (meeting my sis and her hubbito)
8. Monday=both boys have scout physicals

UGH! And my schedule book has yet to be filled. I know more is coming. I feel it...BIG TIME! I'm tired of just thinking about next week. When will I have time to think? To rest? To take a vacation? LOL!

Just got back from the commissary. We were in a desperate need of yogurt. Geez-a-loo! Bobby and his freaking yogurt. So off I go to the commissary and I can never walk away from there with less than a $100. Well, I did but then I didn't. I wrote the check for $100 exactly for tip money. I hate going to the store because it is mainly for me. I have to have popcorn, grapefruit, and apples. If I don't, I have nothing healthy to snack on. (And I can't buy apples and grapefruit for a month or they'd go bad before I got to them.) Then it happens....the AFFAIRS. Yes, I've had many affairs. EGADS! The leprechaun and I have had a rendezvous before. He offers me the moon, the stars, and green diamonds. Then their has been the Cap'n and I. He is probably the nicest and the most tempting of all....with his peanut butter offerings. Oh, there has been the cookie man and those 3 elfin bakers. They come to me when I need them most. Those devilish fiendly men....when I have nothing to hope for or to bargain with and then they turn me to my "whorish" ways. I'm a glutton for them, I am.

Just don't tell Bobby.....he might get jealous.

No Pain, No Gain

Exercise:
2 miles (I don't know why. I just didn't, yet again, have the gumption to get on the treadmill and run. I don't know if I'm burned out or just...I don't know. So we walked at the park.)

Well, I didn't run. Obviously. Instead, I took Lauren, Daisy and myself to the park and I thought I would walk a few miles. Uh-uh. First....stupid dog wouldn't walk on a leash. I got tired of dragging her 16lbs of fur behind me and decided to put her in the bottom of the stroller. It was bad enough that I had to push the stroller with a 16lb baby in the front. So here I am pushing 32lbs ++++. So, off we go. Dang weather. Yesterday wouldn't have been so bad but it was misty. So I decided not to. Didn't want my daughter to get a cold or pneumonia or something. So we go today. It's cold. Brrr! Cold front came through. So I made sure she was bundled up nice and warm. It wasn't so bad until we turned toward the north.....the wind was even colder. UGH! I made it around the park twice and said "forget this". Lauren was miserable and the dog...well, she was having the time of her lazy life lying at the bottom of the cushioned stroller. Oh, and the passerby's, they thought it was all cute....while I thought it was annoying that a perfectly good German Shepherd with 4 FEET could walk herself. Stupid dog.

LOL!

Just A Few Things

Just a few things that I have noticed. A few things that have given me a "wee" bit of room, in my heart, for Daisy. I'll admit that when we got Daisy I wasn't IN LOVE with her. She wasn't Heidi and I resented her for that. I know I picked a dog that looked almost exactly how Heidi looked as a puppy. I couldn't help it. I was still yearning for MY dog. Daisy annoyed me. I wanted her to be exactly how Heidi was. Time had gone by and I had "forgotten" that Heidi did those same things too....as I was so reminded. Heidi ate "kitty-cat hors d'oeuvres". Heidi played in the water bowl. Heidi chewed on the carpet or anything she could get her teeth wrapped around. Yes, they had some very close characteristics of each other. That wasn't good. But now, I see Daisy. Daisy definitely has a different personality. Daisy is very vocal. She likes to torment the cats. (Heidi was afraid of them, especially Ben. Even as an adult.) She likes to torment Matthew. (Matthew was Heidi's favorite...but then when we got Heidi, Matthew was 3. Heidi liked to torment Eric.) At the vet, Daisy growled at them all. LOL! Daisy is already potty trained, we think. (Heidi was almost 3-4 months old when she finally "got" it.) Daisy is different. Yes, I see a bit of Heidi in her but I think that is just the German Shepherd Dog characteristics I see. I can't wait for Daisy to get bigger and smarter and we get to see "all" of the "true" Daisy.

Heidi still lives down deep in my heart.............

Litter Mates??

Exercise:
NONE! (I know, I know. I should have ran or something. But I was so tired. It was a rough night last night. I was going to go walking at the nearby park this morning after taking Daisy to the vet but Mother Nature kicked that to the curb!)

Today, I took Daisy to the vet. It was time for her two week boosters. Done. While there, the veterinarian called my puppy and my infant daughter....litter mates! LOL! Okay? I guess they are in a way. They share their toys. They even fight over the same bowl of puppy food. (Yes, Lauren knows exactly where the puppy food is and will even get mad at Daisy if Daisy wants to eat while her hands are already in the bowl. Lauren definitely has sharing issures already. LOL!)

I guess you can say that Daisy is protective of Lauren. She stands by as I feed her. She cleans her when I'm not looking. They "play" with each other. (Yes, Daisy can get a little rough but I try to keep that too a minimum. It won't be long before Lauren is the one "rough housing".) They are pretty much the same size....so I guess they are litter mates in Daisy's eyes. The veterinarian said this was a VERY good thing. Why? Because what we have here is a puppy who will grow with Lauren....and will probably lay down her life if that ever was called for. And, in my eyes, that is the most awesome gift for a Best Friend to do.........

Stop, Drop, and.....Cry??

Okay, not even a week after Lauren finally learns to crawl, (and I must say she has turned up the gas in the aspect that she can get from A to B in less than 60 seconds! LOL!), she has finally started pulling herself up. First it was just only up to her knees. That was bad enough. But, OH NO!, she has now made it to her feet! And it's awful. She pulled herself up to her feet in the kitchen...fell on her well LUVed butt...and, at first, it was shock then that eventually turned into a cry. Not any cry...but a scream! UGH! My ears ring at the thought. You'd think if it hurt so bad she would stop trying over and over and over again. But I know...it's a milestone. So she keeps trying, falls on her butt, cries...and starts all over again. Now the "screams" don't last as long. I'm hoping they will diminish as time goes on. But for now, I just take the quiet I have for now as she takes a late afternoon nap.........

Peace.

Oh, and when she wakes up.....she pull herself up, cries, and I go in and there is this pitiful face that is hidden behind bars...you'd think I put her in jail.

My Dog Likes To "Potty" All The Time

Exercise:
10 MILES!!!=6mph-8mph, 0-1 incline, 82 minutes (I've done better times....but then 10 miles has been a long time coming.)

Daisy potty trained? Well, not wanting to curse myself, but I have to say....NO MISHAPS YESTERDAY! She has learned to cry at the back door to be let out..even if to just go lie under the deck in the shade. If I have to train anybody, it's the boys. They haven't learned her cues to be let out. She sometimes just cries out to be let out. They think she is lonely and ignore her. UMMM???? If y'all think she is lonely, why ignore her??? Duh??? Sometimes I wonder about them. But, anyway, so far, so good. I'd say she goes out every 2 hours or so.................

She Screams For Ice Cream

Exercise:
64 minutes, 7mph-8mph, 0 incline=8.23 miles

Oh, we did bad yesterday. As I said in my last post, we went to Fuddruckers for lunch. Well, we went to a Chinese buffet instead of Mexican for dinner. Okay. Well, to top off the evening we went to an ice cream shop. Not just any ice cream shop but the most delectable of them all......Maggie Moos. Oh, I love that place! I had this thing called the Toffee Plunge Slide. Bobby had the Caramel Fudge Swirlpool. Oh, YUMMO! Oh, it was a bad day indeed. God knows how many calories I ate that day. But I'd do anything for that taste of heaven.

But as we were at the ice cream shop, I was paying for our purchases, Bobby decides to give Lauren a little taste. That was all she wrote. She would grunt, scream, wiggle, kick, do anything for us to give her ONE MORE BITE! And we had to give in to her tantrums for the place was packed with kids going to the PROM! (Why they chose to go to an ice cream place all decked out before the prom...I don't know. I wouldn't risk getting "messy") So we indulged the little pint sized hellion to keep order in the place. LOL! Oh, yes. Yes, my daughter has inherited my sweet tooth. And as her mother, I'm proud! LOL! It was quite funny, really. To have to indulge her in her ice cream fantasies. To see the joy wash over her face as the creamy goodness touched her lips.........

Not-off-to-a-great-start-Saturday

Exercise:
NONE!

Not an off day by any means of the imagination. Let's consider this a lazy day. I get up like I usually do at 4am. I made my coffee. Let the dog out. (I let the dog out...hoo-hoohoo-hoohoo. I let the dog out...hoo-hoohoo-hoohoo!) Expressed some breast milk. Drank my coffee. Blah-blah-blah..you know the drill. Anyway, I put the treadmill down...got on...put the key on...set the program...then just pulled the key off. "Nah!", I say to myself. I just wasn't in the mood. Turned off the TV and went and took a "nap" on the bed. Got up an hour and a half later and started my day. By that time, Lauren was awake, fed her, Matthew got up, then Bobby, and then away we went. Figuratively and literally. First, we went to Jiffy Lube and got the oil changed in the Jeep. Then, we went to Lowe's to get a "thingamabob" for the fence that broke, some topsoil to fill in a hole under the house where a "creature" has obviously been digging, and I bought a small Aloe plant. Got home and took all of Lauren's out grown clothes out of the closet, then proceeded on working on the boys' room. Must get clutter junk down to a minimum. So we are Goodwilling their toys they don't play with. Most of that stuff was only played with once and then forgotten. It makes me sick to think about. I thought of having a yard sale but it'll take weeks before I decide to do it and that crap will still be in my house. So to Goodwill it will go.

And, then later my hubbito, who was mischievously convinced that we should go to Fuddruckers, loads us all into the truck and takes us there. Good grief! So there goes my calories limit for the weekend. And, I ate MEAT! Not just any meat. No, it was RED MEAT. A 1/3 lb of that crap. Not chicken by any means of the imagination. So we'll see how that goes in my digestive system tonight. Oh, and we were talking of going to Little Mexico for dinner. UGH! But how can I say "NO!" to Mexican food. El Yummo! But then....we might not go after all. I guess we'll see....................

Now, on to my son Eric. I've been constantly thinking of that little dweeb. I hope they are having a fun time! He forgot his hat and his meds (but then he'd forget to take those anyway) but in all I hope he's okay. No hat....burned head and face. I did send some sunscreen with him though. I hope he remembers to use it. Geez, I'm going to go "LOCO!" wondering what he's doing. LOL! I guess we'll find out tomorrow when we go and pick him up around lunch time. Everytime I hear my cellphone ring....I pray its not the Scouts calling me to say that they "LOST" him or that he's hurt. I never thought I'd be an overprotective mom....but I feel that is where I'm heading.

Never Piss-Off a Cat!

Daisy~she yips and yaps. She pounces and giddy-yaps around the feline of interest. She barks her most frighteningly way. She growls. More barking. She hops and pounces. Still no reaction from the feline of interest. She only wants to play.

Ben~14 years old. Grey. My biggest cat that I have. Over 20lbs. Looks like a jaguar. I swear. He doesn't like dogs. Of ANY kind or age. He lived through Heidi's shinanigans for 5 years. He thinks this "ONE" is nothing. Not too hard to handle.

"So this black furball wants to take me on, huh?", he says to himself. "Well, she must be stupid. Or she must be a stupid dog. What a stupid, idiotic furball, you are."

Daisy~"Come on you old man! You're so fat. I'm the new dog on campus and I'm gonna kick some feline boo-tay!"

Ben~"Whatever, you stupid dog! Take me on. I DARE you!"

Well, let's just say....the moment got heated. Next thing you know, there's a hiss, a pop-pop-pop (pads of declawed cat paws hitting face of young pup), then the most horrific YOWL! Puppy runs into living room, out of kitchen. Cowering. Quivering. Tail between legs. Then a large, grey cat saunters into living room behind puppy. Stalking. Ears back. Tail and back hairs on end. Stalking the puppy. The puppy runs to couch. She's cornered. Cowering. Quivering. Scared s***less. The cat reaches the puppy. He stares her down. Then.........he pounces on top of her and beats the crap out of her. *I then had to pull Ben off of her so he wouldn't eat Daisy alive.*

Ben~"Take that, you stupid dog. Cat's rule...dog's are fools. Remember that when you want to piss me off!"

And that my friends is the story. Don't ever, ever piss-off a cat...................

The End.

Just A Mess

Yep, that is what it is outside. UGH! Lauren and I went to the PX and commissary and I am driving with my chin to the ground out of sheer shock because there was chaos everywhere. Bobby found a shingle off the house, the neighbors tree lost a huge branch, across the street from them, those neighbors lost a huge branch that fell only feet from their car, you can barely see the street from all the leaves from the trees. Poor trees. And lots of things "moved" by the winds from last night. If it wasn't tied down...well, it was moved feet from where it originally was in the first place. Then as I drive through the neighborhood behind us.....well, let's just say it didn't look too bad until you notice some missing fences, broken windows, one tree uprooted, and litter blown into yards. I almost rear-ended somebody because I was too busy "gawking". Oops!

Thank God for anti-locking breaks!

Spring Showers???

Exercise:
6mph-7.5mph, 60 minutes, 0-2 incline=7.04 miles

The worst storm this year, so far, hit last night. Scared the bejeezus out of my family and myself. It's 7pm. I'm settling down with Lauren. Time for her to go to bed. I do my nightly routine...I grab a Diet Cherry Pepsi, pop a bag of popcorn, turn on the TV to whatever is on that night that I usually watch (Will and Grace, it happened to be), then sit on my bed with Lauren and progress to breast feeding her until she dozes off. At that same time, the wind picks up. You can hear thunder in the distance and rain starts to pelt the roof. Then, lightening starts getting closer and the rain no longer sounds nice. Next thing you know.....BOOM! The wind starts to howl, the rain turns to small pellets of ice, then increases in size as the storm wages war on your house. Then...BZZZZ! The cable goes out. No TV. We have no clue if the storm goes from a Severe Thunderstorm Warning to a Tornado Warning. Dang! The boys become frantic. "What do we do? What do we do?" Bobby gets the boys away from the windows. The wind is battering them with the golfball size hail. We can literally feel the house move! It was a strange feeling. Then we all run to the shower stall in our bathroom. And wait. Then 15 minutes later, the hail is gone but the wind is still strong and the rain isn't light by any imagination. Bobby's Jeep's alarm went off...so he goes out to check on both vehicles. Debris everywhere. Lots of leaves, branches, twigs, pieces of other people's houses...strewn all over the ground. Our house made it...by the skin of its teeth. The vehicles made it to. No broken windows or dents that Bobby could tell at the time. Very scary indeed! What a way to end that day....................

Frustrations Galore

Exercise:
60 minutes, 4mph-8mph, 0-3 incline=6.65 miles

I'm just tired. Daisy and Lauren are wearing me thin. As soon as I deal with one, the other needs me for something. And every hour, on the hour, I have to take Daisy outside to do her "duty". If I'm not wiping up Lauren "yak" off the floor, it's me cleaning up pee off the carpet or mopping it off the kitchen floor. Thankfully Daisy doesn't really do a #2 in the house.....very rare. She cries if she has to go and that is my signal....but pee....well, that dog can walk and pee at the same time. LOL! Then if I'm taking a doggy toy out of Lauren's mouth...there I am taking a baby toy out of Daisy's mouth. It's constantly a hassle. I'm going nuts. It wasn't hard to deal with Heidi but then....I didn't have an infant/toddler then either. UGH! Now I need a large baby gate because Lauren is crawling into the kitchen and it's a baby dynamo in there! She can play in the water bowls, puppy food, or cat food. She has had a few bites of puppy food. Oh joy. Right now....puppy is in my room and I'm here on the computer. I don't even want to know what she is doing. If she is ruining anything....I hope it's not mine. LOL!
~~FYI-Just checked on Daisy and she has gone into our bedroom closet and is asleep. We have determined that our closet is now Daisy's "room". So now, no damage is being done at the moment. LOL!~~

I wouldn't say Bobby and I are broke but we are down to our last "nickle-and-dime" at the moment. Easter weekend, we had to buy some new "toys" and ended up upgrading our Cingular service with a Motorola Razr. Then we had to pay for Eric's Boy Scout "el crappola". I guess you could say that money is getting really tight. Just so much going on. And more money to spend.
~~Another FYI-I still have to drop off Eric's uniform and have his patches and things sewn on. UGH!~~

I need a vacation.....but can't afford one right now. But wait till Bobby gets his promotion. Heh heh, heh!!!~~as I slowly twist my maniacal mustache to severe points at the ends~~

Gramps the Mayor

Bobby's namesake. A good ol' boy................

Ruidoso Downs Mayor

The sweetest, gentlest man I've ever known. Don't let that gruff exterior fool ya!

Arachnaphobia

Exercise:
60 minutes, 6mph-8mph, 0-3 level incline=7.02 miles

Spiders. Don't like them...never will. Death to all, I say. Scary little creatures. Well, this morning, I was visited not by one but three in the shower. UGH! We have a separate shower from our bath. As I opened the shower door, there they were. Those filthy little black, eight-legged beasts were creating their nasty web for me to walk in. UGH! I, of course, screamed frighteningly. I turned on the water...HOT...to wash them down with. They wouldn't go down the drain. Just swirled around it. Now, I'm freaking out because I'm dripping with sweat and I have to take a shower. Without touching them, I try to "push" them down the drain but they held on fast. Those nasty creatures wouldn't DIE! So I started spraying them with shower cleaner. There must be some sort of toxins in there that if swallowed by a human can harm a human can also harm or kill an arachnid. It worked! DIE you EVIL beasts..........

I win.

And a glorious shower it was................

Knock On Wood

Exercise:
60 minutes, 6mph-8mph, 0-3 inclines=7 miles

Knock, knock!

Anybody home?

Nope.
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I'm thankful that so far none of my kids have been terribly sick that I have to go to the ER or make appointments that leave me exhausted.
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Last night, now that was exhaustiing. Eric's Boy Scout meeting. My God! I compained about Cub Scouts??? What was I thinking??? It starts at 7pm and doesn't end until almost 9pm. That is past my bed time. Really! I barely make it to 8:30pm before I slowly start drifting off watching TV. But last night.....I thought it would never end. And to top off my evening, I had to pay an ungodly amount of money for his registration (not tooooooo bad), his camping fees (not tooooooo bad) and his summer camp registration (that was the bad money!) UGH! Then I had to whip out my last $10 dollars (okay, I took it out of Lauren's stash) to pay for Eric's part of the bill for food this weekend for a small camp trip. (I now owe Lauren $20.) All paid and now we are broke until next pay day.....LOL! Now all I have left to do is get Eric an appointment for a physical so he can go to that blasted summer camp thing that I've already paid for.

I get home finally and Lauren gets her second wind. That took about 30 minutes to calm her down and put her to sleep. So we didn't hit the hay until after 9:30pm, I think. I just know I'm not doing that again next week. It's Bobby's turn. And I found out on May 15th, I have to lead Matthew's den because their leader is going out of town.....(her husband is coming home on mid-tour).....so I'm left to do it. No problem. I like doing it. I wonder what I'll think of to do. I guess I'd better start thinking about it.
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Did you know it got to 100 degrees yesterday? And today it will get just that HOT again. Oh joy. I don't mind hot weather but I like to be gradually eased into it. Not go from nice and breezy to hot and stale from one day to the next. Not right I tell ya. It's just not right.

Target Zombie

A zombie, I am!
A zombie, I came!
I walk without thought.
I walk with no aim.
I go through the store
and mindlessly put pretty little girl outfits in my cart.
I have no control.
My money with, I part.
I am a zombie.
I can't help myself you see.
I am a zombie.
Target has control over me.
My daughter have no fear
For your mother will pay
Any price for one so dear.
On any given week day................

Easter Weekend and Monday

Exercise:
NONE!

No run this past weekend or today. I know I have to pull it off tomorrow. Just, well, this past weekend was Easter. We were at Bobby's parents and ate like kings. I don't run there..but used to. Lauren doesn't go by routine there and never sleeps well. She'll wake at least 1-2 times per night there even though I put her to sleep late. And she NEVER takes naps. We try to put her down but she only takes what I call "power" naps and there is always to much commotion going on that she can't settle down to rest. So my rest is pretty much shot to "hell" too. So I'm too tired to get up and run while I'm there...or to even walk. I eat something awful there...so I have to "detox" the rest of this week to purge the bad food out. So it's usually lots of fruit and vegetables and very likely no meat or bread. I've already swelled up from all the bad food and have to drink tons of water to purge the "water" weight too. UGH! But that is okay. Expected it from the beginning.

There wasn't really anything to overly exciting this Easter. Took Lauren to the mall to visit the Easter Bunny. That took a long time. The line wasn't too long but we had to wait for the Bunny to show up....it was about 10 minutes late and then the photographer wasn't around and we had to wait for her. So it was almost a 30 minute wait for just that....then another 30 minutes, I guess, in line. Thankfully she didn't cry...but she did give the Easter Bunny a strange look. LOL!

Lauren is definitely crawling now. We had to buy some baby gates to keep her out of the cat litter and hallway. We might have to buy a larger gate to keep her out of the kitchen...away from cat food and dog food. Right now, she is more interested in "chasing" the cats and Daisy.

Tonight, Eric has Boy Scouts and that alone is stressing me out. We are already spending wayyyyyyy toooooooo much money. UGH! But what I have to do for my children, I will have to do. Hopefully this is the last load of money I have to shell out. I have to pay for registration, summer camp, this weekend's camp, and God knows what else.

Oh, and the high today will be.............101 F degrees. Isn't that insane? It's still legitimately Spring for God's sake.