The good news is, I’m not dead (I suppose that depends on who you ask). The bad news is, I’ve just been lazy and have been avoiding this blog like the plague.
I’ve missed a few opportunities to post in the last month, okay, almost two months, so here’s a quick recap.
Zach’s birthday – he’s old. 38 now. Still four years older than me and I like it like that.
Thanksgiving – fantastic holiday spent with some of my very favorite people in the whole United States of America.
Aidan’s birthday – 11 now and growing up entirely too fast for my liking. Before we know it he’ll be driving and our insurance will have doubled. Punk.
Christmas – Amazing like every year. So much fun when you have four punks to celebrate the holiday with. I totally get how it becomes so much more fun when you become a parent.
My Mom’s birthday – She would have been 65 today. She’s missed out on so much since she’s been gone and I will never be the same.
Emmerson’s losing teeth like she needs the money. Cortland is into everything and making me lose my mind, up in HERE, up in HERE. Ryder is wrestling now and that’s just, well, funny. Aidan is more obsessed with hunting today than he was yesterday and that makes me feel for his future wife. I feel her pain. Seriously. I feel you girl. Call me, we can shop.
I’d love to report that my house is in better shape than it’s ever been but the truth is our dogs hate our guts and ate part of our carpet in our bedroom. Sure, we’ve been planning on replacing the 22 year old carpet in there but we haven’t been ready to part with the lovely mauve, quite yet. On a happier note, I’ve convinced Zach that hardwood is the way to go and I see dark bamboo in my not so distant future. I love winning.
I’d also love to tell you that this holiday break was filled with crafts and baking and doing all sorts of neat stay-at-home mom kind of things but that’d be bold face lie. I did have the kids paint snowmen one day, and I did make chex mix but my plans for cookies, homemade cinnamon rolls and breakfast’s from scratch were just a figment of my imagination. I did manage to make four kick-ass Christmas ornaments, so that has to count for something, right? Pinterest has me feeling all crafty.
I haven’t been solving any crimes (which is a shame given my detective skillz), or completely reorganizing my home, or homeschooling my children, or writing my first book. I wish I could say that I’m totally caught up on Teen Mom 2 and all my Housewives but that hasn’t happened either. It’s called life and I’ve been living it and my kids have sucked the energy right out of me to do anything at the end of the day.
I have high hopes for 2012. I’ve got a list a mile long of things for my husband to do around the house and my resolution list is ridiculous and completely over-zealous. I like to think that in a matter of days I will wake up and do all of the things I thought about doing this year, all because I made a list.
I mean, after the hangover is gone and all.
