The Infamous Tag

Who Do You Love? Matt, my hunka hunka burnin' love. My beautiful, yet spunky children: B (5), T (3), and A (9 months). They are my life.
How Long Have You Been Married? 8 years
Who Said I Love You First? Hubby did. Three weeks after we met. Holy freaking days, was that scary!!!
How Long Did You Date? 11 months (including engagement)
Where Did He Propose? In the Provo Canyon with a red rose. He hid the ring inside.
Who Is Taller? Hubby, but not by that much. If I have on heels, I am a little bit taller (although he would argue that fact).
Who Is Smarter? Definitely Hubby! He has a whole bunch of crap in that big head of his. ;) But quite often I am teaching him a thing or two.
Who Does The Laundry? Me, but I can enslave him to help once in a while.
Who Pays The Bills? Me
Who Mows The Lawn? We've only mowed it once technically, since we just bought our mower last Saturday - and that was Hubby. But I've been weeding it and weed-eating it since we moved in October.
Who Cooks Dinner? Usually me, But we also eat out on a regular basis because its not my favorite thing in the world to do.
Who Drives? Usually me as well. He just can't stand driving, especially when there's a Mary Kay sticker on the back of the van. He calls it my girl-mobile.
Who do I tag?? Lydia, Nicole, & Bre (Have fun guys!)

My Drug of Choice

This is for my most avid reader. You know who you are! ;)

Today I woke up at 5:30 am, not unlike the last three days. But today, I sent my husband off on a quick business trip. Now, I have never been, and probably never will be good at being left alone. I guess the universe was trying to prove this fact when the toilet promptly overflowed with poopy nastiness. It took me a good 15 minutes of plunging to get it to stop. (I feel dirty.) Then, as if that wasn't enough to get me crawling back to bed, as I dropped my son off at school, my passenger side window rolled down and decided that it was tired of rolling back up. So now, my scheduled trip to the grocery store and the library have been postponed due to my anal-retentive nature/assumption that my van will get broken into and give me yet another reason to dislike this Monday from ... well, you know.

While there are many stronger women than I on this earth who would brace themselves and simply continue with the day, I assume the fetal position with my 52 oz of Diet Dr. Peppery goodness. So, as I drink my drug of choice, "cheers" to you and a better Tuesday.

Childproofing

So why can't childproofing end with just the plastic doohickeys (keep up, it's a technical term) that are found in electrical outlets, underneath cabinets, around door handles, and over sharp corners?? I have recently discovered (yet again) that nothing, I repeat nothing, is immune from a child's devastating touch. I recently got new glasses as my left eye simply quit working and made my right eye do the entire job of seeing. (Lazy freeloader.) Seeing as I have no sense of style, I left it up to my sister to choose the new pair of glasses. I received many positive comments on them and repeatedly thanked my sister for her help in securing my eyewear popularity. Unfortunately, it did not last thanks to my children. Due to a large crack and several scratches/dents from only 2 months of wear, I had to trade in my darling pair for an "I just escaped from the 2nd grade" look. While they may not be as trendy or cute for that matter, as my first pair; I am hoping that they will be sturdy enough to withstand the six little hands that reside in my home. Wish me luck!

Little Things - That Feel Like Big Things

I love sleep. I don't think that there are many other things in this life that I love to do more than I love to sleep. Maybe the reason why I love it so much is because it is so illusive. You always want what you can't have, right!? Well, I don't remember the last time that I was able to sleep a full 8 hours. It is always one or another or all three of the kids getting up and needing/wanting something at all hours of the night. And then there are the nights when you get really lucky and they tag team you. Ahhh, joy.

Well, miracle of miracles, last night was the first time that I didn't wake during the night for what seems like years. Granted, Hubby was up with T once for about 2 minutes, but A slept through the whole night!!! Is this a start of something (please oh please!) or is it just a proverbial dangling carrot in front of the rabbit? Time will tell.

I wanted to celebrate & so here I am, sending this wonderful, warm, non-sleep-deprived message to you, with a hope that you will receive something beautiful as well.