GRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!

Okay, So I promised an update when we returned from Mexico. And I wrote one. A quite nice and lengthy one at that. Did you read it? No!??! Don't feel bad. Neither did anyone else. Why? Because it vanished into NON-AUTO-SAVED cyber space!! I have been so irritiated about it, that I haven't posted in over a week!!

Mexico was great - short, but fun. We were delayed on our way home and spent a lot of quality time in the Atlanta airport and then on the plane at the gate before finally getting to go home, but it was still fun.

I am officially done with work now, which is great. It reality though, all that means is that I am not going into the office - I am still working. I have had two conference calls, multiple emails, and have several meetings in July to attend as well. I am home most of the time though, so that is good. Want a note from my cutie?

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gotta go she loves typing!!!!

Off To Mehico...

Well, we leave in ...let's see...4 hours...for the airport to go to Mexico on an all-expense paid vacation. I am thrilled, but running a bit late with the packing! I would have been finished about an hour ago, but had to "adjust" the big suitcase. I say adjust because, since we were over our weight limit the last time we took a big trip (and paid the big charge so that we didn't have to fuss with unpacking, we now weigh our suitcase when I think I am done. We were 8 pounds over, according to our scale. Lovely. Several adjustments later, and I think I am finished. Just checking my messages (I am not taking my computer with me and I am already experiencing e-mail withdrawl) and doing a quick update before heading to bed.

On a prayer-request/praise note...
We went to visit the newest addition to the Sizemore family this evening. Caleb was born 12 weeks early by emergency C-Section in the middle of the week. He is beautiful, but experiencing all the problems that babies that little & early do. It is amazing to see what God forms - truly amazing. Anyone who doesn't believe in God should go to a NICU and see those little 1 pound miracles!!

I will send an update next week, when we are back!!

In For Trouble

Today's update isn't really very interesting, since they two people on Earth who read my Blog have already heard the story. My munchkin pinned an older boy against a wall and plan ted a smooch on him. They later wrestled and played under the covers in a hotel room until their parents made them leave. Does this sound like the nightmare of adolescent's parents everywhere? You would think. But no. This is the reality of my life with my two-and-a-half-year-old, and my good friend's three-year-old this weekend.

I think we are doomed for a rocky teenage life.

And we want another?!??!?!? We must be nuts!!!

Is it June Yet?!?!?!?!?!

AHHHHH!!!! Just as I was thinking that my job was settling down for the year, and I could get back to having a life again (you know, friends, a husband, etc), things go crazy again!!

Work has been a HUGE stress for me the past month or two. In the midst of life in general with a two-year-old, which is fun and chaotic, I have been completely stressed out with work responsibilities. It seems like I haven't had a moment to myself in weeks and I am starting to go crazy!!

I have been trying, the past couple of days, to re-claim my sanity slowly but surely, but our schedule is working against me. We went to Wisconsin for a wedding last weekend (7 hours in the car both ways - long weekend!!). This weekend was busy with a church party, with more of the same is scheduled for next weekend (2 church functions and a family thing). The first weekend in June we are in Iowa for another wedding and a quick chance to catch up with our friends that we don't talk to nearly enough these days (but will be another 7 hours both ways in the car), and then we have a few days off before leaving for a trip to Mexico! I am actually looking forward to the end of June, when things will be calmer and I can begin to re-discover my friends and life again!!

Lazy

You know the feeling you get in the middle of the summer, when you roll over and know that you have nothing to accomplish during the day? The feeling of pure joy, freedom, and contentment and comes from a planned day of laziness? Now, if you have experienced that feeling, you know what comes after that day of pure laziness. The "Are you kidding me?!?!?" feeling of having to do anything. Nothing big, mind you, just anything other than lounge around.

I am in that mind-set. The "Are you kidding me?!?!?!" mind set. I am ready to be done for the summer. I am ready to have a break. I am ready to wake up and have nothing planned for the day.

I actually have nothing big planned for today. No big meetings, no big tasks to get completed, nothing but general work. And yet, despite really enjoying my job, I just don't feel like being here. I didn't want to get up this morning. I didn't want to drop Count Mackenzilla (long story) at daycare this morning, and I don't feel like getting back to work from my lunch break either. I am genuinely un-motivated!!

How many more days until summer?!?!?

A New Adventure

Today's Scoop...we started gymnastics.

It is a right of passage for many toddlers I think, and we began our journey into gymnastics tonight at 7:45. My daughter, a "big two" had a BLAST!! When we entered, everyone asked if she was 2, trying to see if she was in the wrong class because she is so big for her age. I said no, she is just 2. Then they asked me if she was about to turn three, and I got lots of surprised looks as I told them she wouldn't be three until November! At least it is because she is so tall, and already potty trained, not because of anything else!!

The teacher warned me that it would be a bigger workout for me than for my daughter, sine it is a Mommy-and-Me class, and she was right. It was a lot of fun though. The kids enter a special room for stretching and warm-ups, and then go into the "big gym" in a special fenced off area to do more activities It is basically a free-for-all on the toddler-sized equipment, with the teacher helping the kids try different things at different spots. My munchkin did sommersaults, jumped on the various trampolines, and had a great time walking across all the balance beams. It was a lot of fun for both of us, and certianly worth the money. She is excited to go back (as am I), and it will be a long week of her asking every ten minutes if "I go to mnjastics 'morrow, Mama?" It is cute though!

Quick Thinking

Okay, here is my scoop...

Last week, my daughter was playing in the basement while I did some laundry. I heard her go upstairs, play with a few toys, and then get VERY quiet. Too quiet. Those of you with two-year-olds know that cannot be a good thing!

I went upstairs as fast as possible to see what she was doing (a large concern since she has learned how to unlock the back door and go outside on her own now...fine when she heads to the swing set, not fine when she heads to the pool!). I got to the top of the stairs and heard a giggle, something drop, and saw a blur of trouble run past me, go under her table, and pull the chairs in around her...still giggling.

What had she dropped, you ask? A GIANT bag of Robin's Eggs. You know, the Easter Whoppers? She had not only rooted through the cabinets to find the leftovers I was stashing (Weight watchers beware - 7 robin's eggs for 3 points!!), but she had also BROKEN the clasp that was holding the bag shut. I picked up the bag to look at my daughter (still hiding and giggling, but now with her hands by her mouth, trying to keep her "treat" in.

She had stuffed her cheeks full of Robin's Eggs, to the point of looking like a chipmunk, and was furiously giggling as she tried to chew and swallow! I look at her, trying not to laugh, and ask her if she had permission to get into the candies. She nods her head yes, as she finishes her snack. I asked her who gave her permission, knowing it wasn't me and her father was gone, so it wasn't him either. She grins, allowing a little chocolate drool to trickle from her mouth, and says, without hesitation, "Papa said 'Kenzie can have candies," and then grinned at me like the Cheshire Cat. You know, the Alice In Wonderland cat, who fades away, leaving a HUGE grin showing? I probably would have immediately believed her, but since Papa (my father) lives in Denver now and they hadn't talked in a few days, I knew she was being sneaky.

The scary thing - she thought of telling me that Papa gave her permission in about a second. No hesitation at all.

We are in for such trouble!!