Things I think about

When I'm not on the phone while driving...I think. The kids are strapped in, nobody can touch me, it's a good environment for pondering. So I pondered on the way to Clinton today, and when my thoughts got to be too much for me, I called my friend Jennifer and gabbed.

My first thought: if I received news that I had a terminal illness...and it was getting close to the end of my life, I think I would like an "early" funeral. I want to be there. We'd have great music, an awesome worship time, good food afterwards, and I'd get to say "see ya, I'm going to heaven!" I know this will not happen, and it's probably a dumb idea...but in theory, it makes a little sense!

Second thought: Elliot Spitzer's scandal. The gov. of NY. This whole thing has made me mad. I mean, what he did was wrong, and he made a very, very, very bad choice. But the girl, the prostitute he was with, is now being handed book deals, her songs are being played on the radio! No condemnation, just fame and fortune. I know it's not up to us to condemn anyway, and that's not what I'm getting at. I just think it's so sad that his family is having to suffer while she gets rich. He made a wrong choice, but she's in an immoral profession, and nobody seems to mind about that. She also made a Girls Gone Wild video, and will probably make loads of money from that too.

And while I'm soapboxing...can I just vent a bit of frustration about the presidential candidates? I mean, I don't like either democrat, and John McCain was my LEAST favorite of the republicans. And I've never cared before...but the older I get, and as my kids grow, it matters to me. And I'm really sad at having no good choices. (By the way, you don't have to agree with me. I can be friends with a democrat or a McCain supporter...maybe.)

Michael got us all up this morning at 4. There was a "rotating cell with serious tornado potential" in Canton, so he put the kids on the floor in the hall. They never woke up. He got me up to hold Paiz, who wiggled relentlessly. We sat on the floor for 30 minutes, then back to bed. Paiz kicked me, pulled my hair, and poked me in the face. It was most uncomfortable. I told him next time, save the kids, and take a chance with me.

My 3rd Pampered Chef party is tomorrow night. I have a new recipe. Should be fun, this is all the praise team girls I sang with from Pinelake. I haven't seen them in 6 months or more. They were my church family for a year or more, so I'm excited. I can't wait to hug them all.

I'm going to actually read more than one page in my book then fall asleep. 4:00 a.m. was a LONG time ago!

checking out the goods

bear crawl!

my joys.

Easter Eggin'

Molly and her class at their Easter party...can you tell who the ringleader of this bunch is?

Best friends. Really.

Perry loves Paisley.

I love this pic, and Molly's face makes me laugh.

Molly's Recital Pictures

We had pictures last week...the girls had so much fun.

One of Molly's many faces.

She can be a ham. Nobody gets to see it much, but she can do it!

I thought my sweetie looked pretty in her makeup. A little JonBenet, but pretty anyway.

Manic Monday

It took 3 hours to get everyone dressed and out the door today. I learned that Paisley really won't nap if the kids are awake. She yelled at me all morning. We finally made it to the van, and everyone was safely buckled in and then I had to decide where to go. The mall was my destination of choice, because I figured we'd get the chaos out of the way early in the week. We accomplished a few things...the largest being the consumption of 2 kid-sized icees while walking from dillards to belk with no spills.

Tomorrow we'll take it easy, hopefully clean out the van, and play outside. I have to go to the grocery, I need to practice my new dessert for my PC party on Thursday. Another food to send to Michael's office for taste-testing. Engineers are good for that sort of thing.

This weekend was wonderful. Friday night was our almost-regular trip to Chicfila, where the kids ran crazy and we ate sandwiches and enjoyed being "out". Saturday was a lazy morning, then a wonderful, relaxing Easter Egg hunt. It's so nice now that the kids are a bit older and we don't have to watch them every second. Then out to eat for a grown up fun time Saturday night at Pan Asia. I love the stir fry bar. I feel almost healthy...even though I know the sauce is super-sugary. I bought a pair of cute shoes and got Aidan's Easter shorts. Today I got his belt and shoes, so now all I need is a bow for Molly. I hope Michael and I have things to wear!

We decided yesterday to take vacations this year. We haven't done that since Aidan was 1! So we're taking the fam to New Orleans in April, and the beach this summer. I am SO excited! Especially if it works out that we can leave Paisley. Then we might actually get to vacation.

Michael and I have been discussing the fact that we won't have any more kids. The doctor doesn't want me to...says it would be dangerous. And we certainly have a full plate. I can't imagine being any busier than I already am. But there's a grief that comes with knowing that chapter is over. Our hospital experiences and all of that have been very good, thankfully. But we're ready to raise the kids we have and move on with life. Anyway, we've been praying a lot about this and I feel this is what God wants for us.

So...anyway...tomorrow we're taking it easy, Wednesday we're going to Clinton to visit my aunt, Thursday and Friday, who knows? I want this to actually end up feeling like a spring break...but how do you do that with 2 kids and a baby?

Gosh this post was boring...but i'm too tired to have provocative discussion about anything.

Nothing you could say could take me away from...My Guy

Just for fun....


1. Who is your man? Michael

2. How long have you been together? Off and on in '97, official in Feb. of '98, married since July of '99.

3. How long did you date? 11 months, seriously, but he broke up with a few times in that year.

4. How old is your man? 34

5. Who eats more? I'd have to say we're equal on this. And that makes me sad.

6. Who said "I love you" first? Me, and looking back, he loved me, he just didn't know it!

7. Who is taller? Michael, by a little bit.

8. Who sings better? He's not bad...but I have a bit more experience. And I have a crazy ability to learn lyrics, therefore making me a better singer. (that's what i tell myself)

9. Who is smarter? Michael's an engineer with really good grades in undergrad and grad school. He knows how to study. I am excessively practical and self aware and have a great memory. So I would hope that we'd be equal, just different.

10. Whose temper is worse? He is more demonstrative when angry. I cry. So that would make him with the worse temper.

11. Who does the laundry? Me...but he helps me put the clothes away.

12. Who takes out the garbage? Michael. I hate, hate, hate garbage.

13. Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Michael. He's closer to the door, so the kids attack him first.

14. Who pays the bills? I do. And therefore I don't shop. I know what we don't have.

15. Who is better with the computer? Michael knows more. I use it more.

16. Who mows the lawn? Michael. I did it once this summer, and he didn't tell me about the self-propel feature. I was almost finished and he let me in on that. I'm never doing it again.

17. Who cooks dinner? Me, unless we're having pancakes.

18. Who drives when you are together? Michael, unless he wants to talk to the kids, then i drive so he can turn around. I can't turn around or I'll throw up.

19. Who pays when you go out? Michael...but we never go out.

20. Who is most stubborn? Michael. All day long.

21. Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? Me. I have a sad problem with assuming I usually am.

22. Whose parents do you see the most? Mine.

23. Who kissed who first? He kissed me. On a hill in Starkville while looking at stars. I finagled the moment, but he made the move.

24. Who asked who out? I asked him, and I still can't believe I did that. My girls will not do that.

25. Who proposed? Michael

26. Who is more sensitive? um...me.

27. Who has more friends? I guess me. I know a lot of people.

28. Who has more siblings? Michael, 2 half siblings. Me, one whole brother. So does that make us equal on this one?

The Pledge of Allegiance

Molly has learned the Pledge. I had no idea until tonight, when she was saying it in the car. So I made her do it for the camera, which is no small feat. Sorry for the lack of clothing. I have to take what I can get when I can get it!!