Irony

Since my last post I have been able to keep up on most aspects of the house.  I am both shocked and amazed. It will all go downhill soon as I will be out of commission and it will turn into a wasteland here.  I have to laugh so I won't cry.  Thoughts and prayers are appreciated for tomorrow.  <3

The Post In Which You See the Real Me and Possibly Lose Respect for Me

I hate cleaning.  I am the polar opposite of my loves-to-clean sister.

I hate cooking.  I am the polar opposite of my brother the chef.

I hate doing laundry and folding and putting away clothes.

HATE IT.

I don't let me girls use the word "hate" and yet that is the only word I can use to accurately describe how I feel about such chores.

I rarely make our bed properly.  It's a good day if I pull the sheets and blankets up over the pillows.

I know I am a terrible housekeeper and cook.  I can see and I can taste.

I constantly feel like I am in a sinking boat with only a thimble to get the extra water out.  I am sinking faster than I can get myself out.  The housework and house responsibilities are always piling up no matter how much I try to keep up.

The good news is I rarely hear about my lack of skills from my family.  We do joke about my cooking sometimes but they know I do the best I can.  Some days I am just in survival mode.

I wrote all of this after doing laundry and cleaning most of the day.  I feel accomplished but also know that come tomorrow, with Spring Break in full swing, it will look like I did nothing of the sort.

Here's to all the moms (and dads) out there who are sinking in their boats with me, with only a thimble to use to bail yourself out.

Time Flies

I registered Sleeping Beauty (AKA "Bebe") for Kindergarten last week.  I am so sad and happy at the same time.  She hugged me when I told her she was signed up.  She has been waiting for "Big Kid School" for three years.  :)  She promised to "remain a baby"  and then to "remain a toddler" and now look!  She is five and will be in school every day in August.  How does this happen??

Laziness

The past several months I have had to upload pictures through a third party site to post them here since I ran out of room here.  I really think it has a lot to do with my posting going down the tubes.  This blog was supposed to be more about writing and less about my pictures yet I find that I want to do both.  I am fighting to find the balance with this.  Stay with me please.  :)

Images

Some images I am glad I have.  Others, I wish I did not have.

I am not talking about pictures or videos.

I am talking about memories.

Locked away in the corners of my mind...with the cobwebs.  ;)

I have so many happy images though.  More good and happy than bad and sad.

Most of the bad or sad involve grandparents' funerals.  Or the times shortly before the funerals.  So, I won't focus on those here.  Or anywhere, really.

The good and the happy?

Playing with my sister as a child.

Being with my cousins...

When my baby brother was born.  I was the only eight year I knew with a real live doll baby.

Going to Disney.

Living in Italy.

High school.

Times with best friends.

Times with family.

Treasured memories with grandparents.

Falling in love...

College.

Getting married and having babies.

First smiles, teeth and steps.

With the girls, I have more happy memories now than ever before.  I just hope I do as good a job as my mom and dad did in trying to make sure we had a worry-free childhood.

I am off to burn dinner and make more happy images.