I am totally worn out from trying to get ready for the house fix-up. Boo to all of this crap. And I’m not even sure how much greatness a bathroom and a real-walled office will add to my life. I think I might lock all of the other bathrooms, forcing us to use the new […]
I had a jelly donut yesterday to celebrate Sharon being in the family way. YAY for jelly donuts! A while ago, I joked about needing a camera and Kevin bought me one. Thanks, hon! It has too many buttons to figure out how to use it on my own. Hopefully Kevin will have time soon […]
As announced on Aunt Margie’s blog, Sharon, my little baby cousin (who is also a college graduate and married, but is still totally my little baby cousin) is pregnant!\ Whoa.\ SHARON IS PREGNANT.\ //is stupefied//\ Congrats, Sharon and Mr. Sharon!
I’ve been taking Max to summer camp since Kevin is out of town. It is such a huge headache! Brian has a complete meltdown each day when he can’t stay. He has some fun classes scheduled for next week, but this week is empty. He cries, “Play marbles at Babba’s house” over and over again. […]
Kevin is off to Geek Summer Camp (it’s a sleep-away camp!!), which is different than Geek Spring Break but has many of the same people. If you see him, say hi!\ The kids and I are on our own for the week. Any suggestions for what we should do?
After blogrolling the other night, I accidentally made a disparaging comment about jarred spaghetti sauce to a stranger (I thought I was mocking someone I knew!) using Kev’s flickr account. He decided to get me my own account: jenlawver.\ Now I need a camera.
The good: I found a preschool that has openings for the fall.\ The bad: Brian has to be potty-trained first.\ The annoying: It’s a church school that has bi-monthly story time with the minister and bible verses as part of the curriculum.\ The good: Our air conditioner is working! And the repairman didn’t charge us.\ […]
How come no one told me that Aunt Margie has a blog?
The air conditioner is broken. Waah Waah Waaaaah.
While changing Brian’s diaper before bed:\ B: Where did Mommy’s penis go?\ Me: It’s downstairs in the recliner watching Big Brother.