That's been my response to just about everyone lately who's asked me how I'm doing. It isn't true mind you, but it sounds good.
I first want to say THANK YOU, to all those who volunteered to send me scrapbook stuff from my last post, let me clarify, I was not asking for stuff, at all. I have more than enough at home, and plan to purchase lots more when things settle down, that was actually my "disclaimer" for all the ugly pages I was going to be posting. I appreciate the offers though, you girls are amazing.
Turns out, there's not gonna be too much of that "scrapbooking" thing around here. My sister is having another baby, and my other sister leaves for her mission in just a few weeks, so I'm up to my eyeballs in the leftovers around here. I had a busy week thwarting the attempts of an internet hooker trying to scam my dad out of my mothers life insurance. The things I do for the ones I love.
I took some time out of my busy, merry maid schedule to take some pictures of my adorable children. Who are doing amazing by the way. They're making themselves at home amongst the turmoil and mess that is my existence lately. I love how well they adapt. Mikey's only complaint about Alaska is the snow pants, he can do the cold, the moose, the bears, " I just don't dig the snow pants."
Mia is doing her I'm an adorable offspring thing, I caught her making some classic faces this week. Anyone who says kids are not for them, needs to spend time with my kids. They'd most likely feel the same, but at least they'd be able to better the scenery with cuteness for a bit. 
Other than that, we're digging the cold. Charity, HATES the snow, I mean, if it came down to voluntary timeout or walking 2 feet into the snow, she'd volunteer for the extra time out. I finally got her to walk across it for a few feet the other day, by bribing her with small snacks, works every time.
She's so my kid. 
On a food consumption note, I am taking small steps towards being the fit mom that I've always known lies beneath this frame. Unfortunately, the "gym" also known as my sisters room, with the treadmill, has not been very conducive to my weight loss goals.
(That and my brother works at pizza hut, and takes his paycheck in pizzas on a nightly basis.) Tonights offering was a stuffed crust with pineapple. I however am determined to get into a size 9 before leaving the land of the midnight sun.
I've got some great songs to motivate me. That and the prospect of seeing my husband in 9 months. Either one will work. I hope.
Gosh, I'm lame. What else, I have no wal-mart stories to tell, being that the wal-mart here closes at 10pm. I know. PIck up your jaw. We don't have a super wal-mart, and the one here closes at 10pm. A wal-mart that closes? Who knew? So. I pretty much just chauffeur my brothers around all day, and try not to die in icy road crashes. Yes, we're back to that. I've crashed once, been ran into a ditch, pulled my brother out of the same ditch, and picked him up after being ran into by a snow plow. We really know how to party around these parts.
Speaking of party, me and the Uber fabulous Courtney Kelly have been hanging out tons, our kids get along smashingly, and we manage to stay out of trouble. We went to an Eve 6 concert the other night, and while I'm certain we had more kids than anyone else in the place, we proved just because you're 26, doesn't mean you can't have fun. I really have nothing of importance to share. my dream of winning HOF is nt going to be realized once again, because it seems talent, and time are 2 necessities needed, and well, I'm short on both this week.
Good luck to those of you doing it, and thank you again for your offers of scrapbook goodness. I'm certain I'll get back to those scrapbooks one day. Right now the 7th load of laundry is calling my name, and I think someone has found my hiding spot. One day, I'll return, until then, let Mia make you smile. She seems to be the only one who does it for me these days = )
