Finding the write words.

During the last several days, I have found it somewhat challenging to write a blog post every day. I am really finding it hard to think of what kinds of things I should write about. I really have no plans whatsoever to delve into politics or anything too controversial like my crazy counterpart (a.k.a. the hubby) enjoys doing. I like to keep it light; just sticking to me and my life. But I do find that since I am not outside of the home too much that I have a difficult time finding subject matter that would be interesting for another person to read. I mean should I really be logging how many times I am feeding or diapering my children? Does anyone out there really care about that? (If you do, I could start keeping a log.)

Good old fashion backyard BBQ. Mmm...yummo!

Tonight we were unexpectedly invited to our friends' house for a little holiday get-together with food, outdoor activities, and a little Rock Band, of course.
It was a REALLY nice time, courtesy of our friend, Rob, and his highly evolved culinary skills. (Don't let any of them tease you anymore, Rob...you rock the EVOO!)
It's great to get a group together and just hang out and enjoy a spare day tacked on to the end of the usual weekend.

Weekend of bliss...

...well that's the plan anyway.
I am thrilled that tonight is the beginning of a long weekend. Not that we have anything planned, we are just happy to have an extra day to spend together as a family since the schedule has been so hectic the last few weeks. I need to do some shopping, some cleaning, and a whole lot of relaxing (I think they are calling it chillaxing now). If we were movie people, I would definitely be renting a few.

A day of sweating.

I went out with some friends today to go hang out in the air conditioned mall and let our kids get together to play and have lunch. I love playdates. I love catching up with friends and having a little grown up conversation.
Just loading the car made me sweat like I was working out in the gym! I don't mind sweating at the gym; it's a sign of progress to me. However, sweating to put a car seat and diaper bag in the car is not okay...I really doubt I'm burning a whole lot of calories, plus I look like crap and I haven't even left my driveway! I'm supposed to go out in public looking like this now?! Great.
Humidity is not too common around here, and I can definitely say that I think it totally sucks, especially when the day's high temp is 99 degrees. I don't know how people do this on a regular basis. All I have to say is that I am totally over summer!

Holy cow, Batman...she posted!

So I don't get why I posted more consistent blog entries when I was busy with school. Why is it that now that I have less on my plate, I have less posts?
Perhaps I don't feel that I have as much interesting subject matter when my world isn't spinning into a downward spiral of out of control chaos.
My life is still crazy and so busy I often wonder how much longer I can hang on. And yet not as crazy as it was just a few short months ago. I think I am sick and somehow I can get my crap together better with the heaviest of loads. Everyone has a breaking point, but I think I work at my best level when I am one plate shy of that break.
If there is one thing I got out of going back to school (well, other than a piece of paper saying, "Congratulations, you're smarter now...good for you.") it is that I NEED to have a goal, something to drive me, a reason to get out of bed so to speak. Household to-do lists ain't really doing it for me. My new goal...to get one, or several, but let's start small...babysteps.
My first goal is to post for seven days straight. Not exactly mind blowing or life changing, but a goal none the less. It's simple, it's obtainable, and it will give the 3 people who actually read my blog something to do on their coffee breaks for the next week.

Our first day...not the best start.

Yesterday was my daughter's first day of school. We were very prepared. We had all the supplies and we even had her lunch packed the night before. All her new clothes and her new shoes were laid out and ready to go.
The alarm went off very early Monday morning and things pretty much went downhill from there.
First off, my husband left his cell phones on his night stand, so there was absolutely no way of contacting him. I learned of this after I texted him that I was going to the store that morning after dropping our daughter off at school and wanted to know if he had any requests for the week's groceries. I send the text....I heard his phone vibrating from across the room...crap! Oh well, no big deal.
I get ready for the day and then wake up the kids and get them fed and dressed; we are doing great on time. 7am rolls around; time to load everything and everyone in the van. I do that. I put the key in the ignition...I turn the key...nothing...crap!!! Of all days for this to happen!!! The engine didn't even try to turn over. It was just dead. I called my mom, but I knew she was already at work and didn't know if she could help. Thankfully her husband was home and able to come and get us to school on time, (well, 5 minutes late, but not bad considering).
We finally arrive in the classroom and after many hugs and pictures, my daughter was ready for me to leave. I'm so proud of her, she is so big and so excited to take on kindergarten. She has a big job ahead of her...20 years of learning, and she is so ready.
Now I have to deal with MY separation anxiety! I've taught and prepared her as best I could. For 4 years we have been together full-time, learning, living, loving; and now she is gone all day and I'm not there to watch or help her. I can't be there to cry when she cries, to praise her successes, to laugh at her jokes, (and she knows funny...). My time at home with her is over. It was so precious and went by so fast...I am truly grateful for such an incredible opportunity to be a mom to such an amazing little person.
So now we close the chapter on being a precious, sweet baby and start a new adventure in her life...school days.