THE BLOG
Today we rode bikes to school, as we do most days. I, because I was born with some sort of disorder that causes my brain to roll out of my ear in decision making situations, decided to ride the back way. Less traffic I thought. Stupid I am. It took way longer than expected, included...
Today I have the day off. Tomorrow the cherubs start first and second grade, I have to work, and Jacob will continue welding school. Today I sit in my pj’s. Tomorrow I have clients and staffing and school meetings and dinner and laundry and arrgghh. Today I am wondering if I can successfully avoid any...
Woah…you guys start school early back there.
Beach House ’08 is officially in the books and all that’s left to do is, well, make the book. I head back to work today and I’m about as excited about that as I am about having a lobotomy. I’m drowning under a pile of files to upload that I have successfully ignored for the...
Hi ho, hi ho, it’s back to work you go. S***.
Glad you made it home safe and didn’t get eaten by the jelyfish. P.S. I think I should be involved in Beach House ’09. I’m just sayin’. I was a little jealous. Love you!
There’s something about the 15 year old boy in me that finds this really funny.
And that ain’t the mormon ring finger either. You crack me up.
There’s more of the same going on here. Beach, Beach House, Beach, Beach House, Beach, Beach House, and that’s all before lunch. But today I’m shaking things up a little, it’s grocery store, beach, dad, beach house, beach, beach house, beach, beach house. See what a rebel I am? You just can’t hold me down....
lovely pics, but where are you?
um, taking the pix, as usual.
Oh, honey. That does sound like a harrowing experience. But you’re a good mom for checking them out of school after that.