The heat thief

Ha ha, she looks positively evil in this picture!

Zoe.

Our most cat-like of our feline friends.

During the warm months, other than food and water, she wants nothing to do with us.

She would be quiet content to live by herself and never have any interactions.

During the cold months though, her story changes.

She becomes this clingy, desperate, needy cat.

She stalks you, her need for warmth is almost too much for her.

Zoe is tiny.

Tiny.

Last time I took her to the vet she weighed a whopping 3.3 pounds.

She was a stray kitten that we took in, her mom was a stray that lived in the neighborhood.

Every night the same thing happens.

I plop my weary self in bed after getting the kids in bed.

Stretch, unwind, try to find something to watch or read.

Then, without fail, a visitor shows up.

Her desperation palpable, her need obvious...warmth.

She finds someplace on my to lie down.

My abdomen, my legs, my feet, in between my legs, or if I'm laying on my side she prefers to lay on my hip.

Now, it doesn't sound too bad does it?

Who wouldn't want a little lap kitty to cuddle the cold winters with?

What I didn't tell you though, is that Zoe has the personality of an old, cranky woman.

If you move you get a look and maybe a hiss.

You adjust your legs the slightest equals attitude.

If sweet Lily hops up on the bed for some love, growling, hissing and major attitude.

The occurs all. night. long.

Her constant battle of the wills.

Yes, it's me, a grown woman of thirty years old versus a tiny 3.3 pound cat.

Can you guess who wins?

Hail to the victor.

Prayer request

I don't even know how to start this post.

The whole thing seems wrong, wrong because young, vibrant, healthy 32 year olds are not supposed to have cancer.

K's cousin, Tiffany, at 38 weeks pregnant was diagnosed with breast cancer.

Cancer.

K's mom's family has a strong family history of breast cancer.

They are all very vigilant about getting everything check out.

Tiffany was having some pain, went to her doctor to get it checked out.

Things moved quickly, very quickly.

Tests done daily, ultrasounds, the works.

Her precious daughter, still rolling in her stomach.

Her young son, only a few months older than Abby.

Cancer.

Sweet baby girl was delivered last Monday, healthy as can be.

She is such a sweet, precious gift.

My mother-in-law called last night to give us an update.

They aren't sure what it feeding her tumor.

Her's is something called a triple negative, meaning it is not estrogen, progesterone or protein fed.

They are planning on starting her on three different chemo medications tomorrow.

Today she is having an ECHO of her heart done to make sure it is strong enough to handle the chemo.

Her doctor's are not sure if the chemo will knock out the cancer, they just don't know what is feeding it.

If you could please lift Tiffany up in prayer.

We are praying for a miracle, we know that our God is capable of all things.

Please pray for her doctors, nurses and all that will be caring for her.

Please pray that that they can figure out how to kill the cancer, how to treat it.

Please pray for her husband, children and family.

Thank you so so much you guys, you are such wonderful prayer warriors!

Gobble Gooble and bringin' in the Christmas Fun

Why hello again!

How was your Thanksgiving?

We had. a. blast.

We spent Thanksgiving with K's family and let me tell ya, good times were had by all.

This was my plate post-copious-quantities-of-turkey-consumption.

If I could have bathed in the gravy I would have, delish!

The kids played with their cousins and the adults had fun chatting and watching the children's talent show.

Adison sang a couple of songs and Ainsley, YES Ainsley, got up and danced!

Friday afternoon, K and I headed out on shopping date with a food break at Chick-fil-a.

I LOVE eating there.

This picture of K cracks me up, he's such a ham!

Right after I snapped this picture of K this guy came out.

The first thought that popped into my head is that a huge, dancing Santa cow would flip my kids out!

We got *almost* all of our shopping done and I am beyond thrilled.

We picked up a few games and couldn't wait to take them back to K's parents' house to play them.

Surprisingly {or not} all of our children were freaked out by the game Operation.

Adison said it was too much for her {she's very sound sensitive}, Ainsley cried which then freaked Abby out and lead to her crying.

K eventually went into the other room to play a game with Adison and Abby while I worked on getting Lee over her fear of the buzzing noise with the bright red light from when she would hit the metal on the game.

I think with her it was a bit scary but she is also a bit of a perfectionist and not getting it right away was just too much for her.

Eventually I convinced her that the buzzing sound was kind of like music, which made her happy, and we practiced playing the game.

She was a bit too young for it, but ended up having fun.

Later that night we all got together again.

Pizza and a movie.

The children LOVE seeing each other!

{All 7 cousins}

We decided to head home Saturday, to give us some rest time and get our Christmas decorations up.

The sunset on the way home was gorgeous!

I wish the picture did it justice, but it doesn't.

Hey look, it's me!

The girls were so tired that they could barely keep their eyes open.

Well, Abby couldn't at all, she fell asleep before we were on the highway.

Lee somehow managed to stay awake, I was shocked.

Adison was completely out of it watching a movie.

We all went to bed really early Saturday evening and woke up ready to decorate.

I don't decorate too much for other holidays, but for Christmas we go all out.

I think I have 7 or so tubs of Christmas decorations, I can't help myself.

This year though, I showed some restraint and didn't put everything up, only most of it.

Ha!

Tell me about your weekend, how did it go?

Five Question Friday

.

1. Is there a special dish you prepare that you are famous for?

2. Are you (did you) go Black Friday shopping ?

3. What are your strangest holiday traditions?

4. Pecan or pumpkin pie? (She actually asked "Apple or pumpkin?" I just T-giving'ed it!)

5. When will you put up your Christmas tree?

 

1. Ugh, not that I can think of. My husband really loves my manicotti though.

 

2. We are planning on heading out later this afternoon. A couple of years ago K and I headed out at 4 in the morning for the deals, but we haven't done it since.

 

3. I don't think we have any strange ones, but we are pretty into traditions. I always like K to help one of the kids put the star on the tree and we always HAVE to do the star last. My mom gave me the nativity set we used when I was a child and we always leave baby Jesus out until Christmas then we let one of the children put him in his manger. 

 

4. Pecan pie although I prefer to say it a la Billy Crystal Pee-Can Piieee.

 

5. The girls and I put up our little tree {4 feet} last week, but I am itching to put up our big tree and all of our decorations sometime during the next week.

Thanksgiving Eve

It's Thanksgiving Eve, it has me feeling very nostalgic.

I've been thinking of all that I am grateful for.

To have a K, the cupcakes, my parents, my brother, his wife and my niece.

To have K's parents, his sister, her husband and their children.

To have our friends and extended family.

To have a roof over our heads and food in our stomach.

To have God, to have complete faith in Him.

To live in this wonderful country, to have freedom.

To have so very much to be thankful for.

Sometimes, when the day is long and hard, when attitudes are quick or tempers flare, it can be hard to think of these things.

To remember how truly blessed we are to have so much.

I'm grateful to have a place to come, to share and experience life with others.

To have such a loving community of friends.

I'm looking forward to tomorrow.

To hear children's laughter, to converse and express our thanks.

To eat yummy food {woo hoo for mashed potatoes!} and spend the day together.

See you tomorrow my lovelies, xoxo

 

Happy Tuesday

Today has been a busy one.

It started out with me sleeping lousy again last night.

When I woke up this morning, I had that contented feeling of having a while longer to lay in bed.

WRONG.

My alarm had already gone off and I was still laying there.

ugh.

Once I got going though the morning went pretty smooth.

Today was the last day of school for the week, the bigs were excited to have so many days off.

I am excited too.

After getting Adison to school and picking up my niece, my friend Jennifer and I had a meeting with the kids' school principal to discuss getting parents involved at schools.

I love love love Adison's principal, she is AMAZING!

We had a great meeting and I was left feeling so grateful to have her as Adison's principal.

Afterwards Jennifer and her youngest two came over to play with Abby and Cameron.

They all had a nice time playing while Jennifer and I got to talk for a bit.

On to some random stuff:

~This is my current coffee creamer addiction.

Yum yum yum.

~I am so beyond ready to chow down on some Thanksgiving yumminess.

~I really want to see the new Muppets movie, I loved that show as a kid.

~I just finished reading a book called Mr. Darcy's Diary by Amanda Grange. If you love Jane Austen then I think you will love this book. I just started reading another one of her books called Mr. Knightley's Diary. So good.

What books are you reading, who are some of your favorite authors?
I am always looking for something new to read.

It's beginning to look a bit like Christmas

We had an A-M-A-Z-I-N-G weekend.

My mom came in town on Saturday to celebrate this sweet girl's birthday.

This picture cracks. me. up.

I asked her to smile and this was the cute face that she made.

On Saturday we got together with my mom, brother, sister-in-law and niece.

It is always so much fun to get all of the kids together and watch them interact.

Abby got A LOT of Elmo stuff, she was over the moon excited.

After lunch K took the littles home to nap while Adison and I headed out with my mom.

I miss my mom so much, it was nice to spend the day with her.

Sunday was the laziest day ever.

K went to the store and picked up 3 bottles of my new favorite coffee creamer flavor, sweetest hubby ever!

We did manage to put up our little Christmas tree.

It's a little 4 ft tree that is just so much fun.

Adison and Ainsley helped decorate it and Abby was THRILLED to see it when she got up from her nap.

This morning Abby had her 2 year check up.

While we were in the waiting room, Lee and Abby were acting like silly little rascals.

Abby was running around then suddenly stopped, looked down and said, "Help Mama!"

Turns out her new pants fell off of her and were down around her knees, ha ha!

Abby is tiny y'all.

Tiny.

She is in the 10th to 25th percentile.

How did my biggest baby end up being my smallest?

Our doctor said that she looks amazing and is on track.

He also checked out Ainsley, who still has her funky cough/throat clearing thing going on and said that she look just fine.

He thinks it might be viral.

How was your weekend?
Did you do any Christmas decorating?

InstaFriday

This week was a weird one, the days just never felt like they were in the right order.

But today, today folks is FRIDAY!

I'm really excited, my mom is coming in town!

K surprised with with my very own "BAZINGA!" shirt.

We are BIG fans of TBBT and I love wearing this shirt.

Bazinga!

Last weekend, when K's parents were in town, we took the kiddos for a walk/hike.

This building was along the way, isn't it gorgeous!

I love architecture.

We had so much fun on the walk.

Adison was looking for vines to swing on, we skipped rocks in the river and watched Daddy Long Legs walk around.

Wednesday was Miss Abby's birthday, Lee helped me make her cake.

She helped on every step of the process, well...not anything with the oven...but the rest of it.

She is such an amazing helper and was so excited that it was Abby's birthday.

Does anyone else dread folding socks.

It is seriously the bane of my existence.

I sometimes dream about buying all white, matching socks or having each person wear a specific color of socks, that would make pairing and folding them so much easier.

Speaking of the birthday girl, Abby LOVED blowing out her candle.

I wasn't sure how it would go since she is terrified of fire, but she embraced the situation.

She didn't cry when we sang Happy Birthday either!

Five Question Friday

I'm going to try to do this post again, Blogger ate it the last time.

1. Do you have a go to song that always puts you in a good mood?

2. Are you a real Christmas tree kinda person or do you go with a real fake one?

3. What are you thankful for?

4. Which fashion fad from the past do you wish you could wear today?

5. Do you wait until the "low fuel" light comes on before you fill up the gas tank?

1. Pretty much anything cheesy and from the 90s works, ha! But, yes, I do have songs that I listen to to put some pep in my step.

2. We have to have fake ones, hubby has asthma so a real tree = major breathing issues.

3. My husband, children, friends, family, God. I really have so much to be thankful for.

4. I don't know, I have noticed that the trends from when I was a kid are coming back and I just. can't. do. it. When I was originally rocking them though, it was awesome!

5. During the winter I don't, it's just too cold here and I worry about running out of gas. Other times of the year that is a big YES!

The Good, the Bad and the Funny

The Good: Abby is two!!! I simply cannot believe it, I feel like I've said that about a million times, but seriously, where did the time go??? My mom is coming in town this weekend to celebrate Miss Abigail's birthday! I'm really excited about seeing her. We got to celebrate with K's parents and my dad last weekend. It's been a birthday extravaganza for our youngest.

The Bad: K's cousin could really use some prayers, I will share more later. Adison fell on the playground today and the nurse thought her tooth might have gone through her tooth, eek! Ainsley has a weird, continuous, CONSTANT little cough.

The Funny: Last night, Abby was so cute with her birthday cake. I guess a little background would help, she is terrified of fire, candles freak her out. So, last night I was a little uncertain as to how she would feel about her candle. As soon as I walked in the room with it she gasped and said, "Oh!"

She then tried to blow out the candle about 10 times without any success.

Finally I "helped" her blow it out, which was promptly followed by "yay!" then "again!"

Which of course we did, because how in the world do you say no to that face!?!

I lit it again and what do you know, she blew it out all by herself.

Clapping, squeals of excitement and requests to do it again ensued.

I think we ended up lighting it again about five times.

 

She's two!

{Her first picture as a two year old.}

I cannot believe that Abby is two!

These last two years have flown by more quickly that I could have possibly imagine.

This little girl who's name means a father's joy is just that.

She is an absolute joy.

Sure, she has her moments, like anyone does, but she is such a delight.

More often than not she has one or all of us laughing at her antics.

She is able to keep up with feisty Ainsley and make Adison giggle.

At two {gasp!} she is into:

Mickey Mouse or as she calls him "Mouse"

Elmo

Babies

Trains

Babies

Books

Blocks

Babies

Kitties

Abby is extremely shy around others.

She lets very few people see her feisty side, which seems kind of neat and baffling all at the same time.

She is very nurturing and cares for others.

She likes to be around other people and is, at times, VERY bossy.

Abby knows what she likes and doesn't like and is not afraid to let you know.

Most of all though, she is loving, in every sense of the word.

I think back to the early days of my pregnancy with Abby when all was so uncertain, it makes me realize how truly blessed we are to have her as part of our family.

Abby, I love you so very much. You are such a joy and delight, you make my heart smile. I love you my dear. xoxo, Mommy

A girl and her cat

We got Chloe about 6 months after K and I got married.

That makes her 10 years old {shh, don't tell her I told you!}.

She has always been the sweetest, most loving and patient kitty.

She is wonderful with children and never nips at them.

She is our cuddle kitty.

Which works out quite perfectly because Abby is a cuddle baby...errr...toddler.

{Have I mentioned that she will be 2 tomorrow!?!}

This morning Abby and I enjoyed a quiet morning at home.

No television, no music, nothing.

Just the two of us, enjoying the quiet and each other.

Abby was coloring for a bit and then looked at the American Girl catalog {she is growing up so fast!}.

But then, it got quiet.

I'm a mama to three, I know that quiet = trouble

Imagine my surprise and delight when I discover this scene.

Cuddle

Hug

Cuddle and hug

Petting

Back to hugging

Back to petting again

More hugs

Kisses

Hi Mama, I'm just laying her cuddling with Chloe.

Aren't I cute!?!

That's what I imagine her saying to me.

Five Question Friday

 

1. What's the last thing you spent too much money on?

2. What celeb chef would you want to make you dinner?

3. Where do you hide things when visitors pop over or do you let them see the real deal?

4. Who is your oldest living family member?

5. What is your favorite DQ treat and/or Sonic drink combo (ie: cherry vanilla Dr. Pepper)?

 

1. Hmmmm, I don't know. I don't usually spend much money. I did spend more than I usually would buying Abby a DARLING pair of boots. They are purple and furry, too cute for words!

 

2. Giada, her food always looks so good!

 

3. It depends on who is coming over. If I need to ditch some stuff I throw it on my bed. Normally I do a quick pick up though and put *most* things away.

 

4. Probably my Uncle Bill, he's my Dad's oldest brother.

 

5. Normally I get a regular Coke from Sonic, but if I get a combo I get a cherry Coke. Yum! 

The Good, the Bad and the Funny

The Good: I'm getting really excited for Christmas, I'm chomping at the bit to get our tree up. I will wait though, we will probably put it up right after Thanksgiving. I made a new chore schedule for the kids, it seems to be helping right now. We went to the park with friends this afternoon, it was a lot of fun. I want to soak up as much outside time as possible, it will be getting too cold soon.

The Bad: our cats are being super naughty lately, yikes! One of our cats likes to eat EVERYTHING she isn't supposed to and I was awakened this morning to her puking on our bed, yuck. My car needs to get looked at, it's making a weird noise. Weird noise = $$$

The Funny: 

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Abby's birth- ALMOST 2 years later

Since Abby's birthday is EXACTLY a week away {eek!} I thought that it was FINALLY about time to share her unique birth story.

Abby's birth was by far my most interesting.

There were all sorts of interesting things happening pretty much the entire thing.

I was induced with her as I was with the other two girls.

Due to my history of miscarriage I was induced early to avoid any placenta issues.

I went in on the morning of November 16th 2009 to have a baby.

A yet to be named baby girl.

I was so excited and nervous.

Yes, I had been through this process two times already, but the brain and body forget the pain of childbirth.

I had some pre-term labor with Abby around 35 -36 weeks.

I had gone in for a non-stress test as I had to do every one to two weeks to make sure that she was doing okay.

I had the frequent non-stress tests due to the miscarriages, my midwife wanted to insure that baby girl #3 was baking properly.

So, I was at the test while K was at home with the other two girls.

I  was hugely pregnant and the idea of laying down for half an hour to an hour while watching some TV was a brilliant idea.

Added to the fact that they brought me drinks and I had some nice adult conversations, it seemed like a win-win situation.

I had an appointment earlier in the day and was having some minor contractions/Braxton Hicks contractions.

No biggie, I had been having BH contractions quite frequently this time around.

But while laying in the bed with the jelly and monitors on my belly I started noticing the increase in frequency and pain with these bad boys.

The nurse kept an eye on things, checked my cervix and I hadn't had any change from my earlier appointment.

I had started to panic a bit. 

I had had some bloody show (TMI) earlier in the day (I never had this with my previous pregnancies) and had never gone into labor on my own, so I thought this could be the real deal.

I called K, my mom, my dad and my friend Jennifer to let them know what was going on.

My nurse called the midwife on call and they decided to keep me for another hour to see how things went.

Contractions, real contractions every five minutes or so.

Then my brain/body remembered, oh yeah, I don't like this very much.

This is what labor feels like, remember?

Oh yes, I remembered.

Long story short, I never progressed and was eventually sent home.

Yippee!

Fast forward to the induction date.

I was nervous.

I had a sneak peek reminder as to what labor felt like and I was not looking forward to it.

Ouch.

Seriously, ouch.

I get in my room and the nurse that I had requested (she was my nurse when I delivered Ainsley and is AMAZING!) would have to leave in a few hours and I would then have another nurse.

Things are moving along just fine.

IV in.

Pitocin in.

K, my mom and I having a good 'ol time.

One of the midwives comes in to break my water.

No biggie.

But this time, things seemed to take FOREVER.

I tend to have short labor.

My labor with Adison was less than 8 hours.

Ainsley about 6.

I thought the third time would be a breeze.

It took me about 3 hours to get to 5 centimeters dilated.

I know this isn't very long, but for me it was.

I decided to get my epidural.

Me + labor = back labor

Me + back labor = no thank you

The anesthesiologist comes in and we make small talk.

Yes, I've had epidurals before.

Yes, I have some complications, my blood pressure tends to plummet with any form of anesthesia.

Yes, I am ready, please please PLEASE start.

K is sitting on a chair watching this thing happen.

(He finds it fascinating.)

My sweet nurse is letting me lean on her and coaching me through the contractions.

The anesthesiologist is talking me through everything she is doing.

I'm thinking:

YOU DON'T HAVE TO TELL ME EVERYTHING YOU ARE DOING, JUST PLEASE GET THIS THING IN AND WORKING NOW!

She attempts once, is sticking the needle too far to the left.

She tries again, still can't get it in the right place.

At this point I am telling her

It's not placed correctly, you are still to far to the left. I can feel you hitting bone.

The next time she is shoving and pushing and putting all of her weight into shoving a needle into my back and it's still not placed properly.

That seemed to go on forever, I think she ended up sticking me at least 4 times.

As she is finally getting it placed I hear a strange sound.

I look over at K and he has passed out and is doing this weird flopping thing in the chair.

The only thing saving him from hitting the floor is that he hooked his arm through the back of the chair.

I tell the nurse,

Um, my husband needs some help.

She looks over at him and calls for help.

Nurses start swarming into my room.

Tons and tons of nurses.

Our poor family was outside the room and had no clue what had happened.

They were freaking out.

K comes too, all is well and laughs are shared.

Lots and lots of laughs.

We explain everything to our family who was finally allowed back in the room, more laughter.

Turns out that each time the anesthesiologist would try she would inject stuff into my back, after she had gotten done ramming the needle in my back a bunch of stuff came out of my back and it was just too much for K to handle.

My nurse has to leave and the other nurse takes over.

Then I suddenly notice that I am not feeling well.

I'm going to pass out.

I don't feel well at all.

Seriously, I'm going to pass out.

Blood pressure is very very low.

They try calling my anesthesiologist and can't get a hold of her.

They call someone else and he comes, looks briefly and said that all was well.

Um, no.

My face and lips are white.

I feel awful.

They give me some extra fluid and I start feeling better.

Nurse checks me, 6 centimeters.

They are going to let me rest for a bit.

For some reason the nurse comes back in and asks how I am feeling.

My shoddy epidural didn't really take.

I was feeling a lot of what was going on down south.

I am having  A LOT of pressure and it's different from before.

She checks, her eyes get huge and she tells me Don't move.

Huh?

You are fully dilated and the baby is coming out.

Someone calls my midwife, she's on the highway, will be there in 10 minutes.

The nurse was so afraid that I would deliver before my midwife gets there that she won't let me move and keeps her hand up there to keep the baby in.

The mood of the room at this point is very excited and a bit frantic.

A couple of people start prepping the room, another is standing at the window watching for my midwife and my nurse is standing there holding in the baby.

Finally, finally my midwife comes in.

Time to push.

I start pushing and the pressure was intense.

Just push through the pressure.

I don't WANT to push through it, I want to END. 

A few pushes later and then emerges a beautiful baby girl with the cord wrapped around her neck.

They lay her on my chest and she doesn't cry.

Rub rub rub, no cry.

Rub some more, still no crying.

They take her to the little warming table to check her out.

Everything looks good, she's a bit wet sounding so they suction her.

Still no crying.

Ointment in the eyes, still no cry.

Stats look good though.

Shot in the leg, no cry.

Rectal temperature, CRYING!

All is well.

While they were working on her I had this sudden need to name her.

She had to have a name right then.

Audrey or Abigail?

I don't know, what do you think?

Um, I don't know?

I think Abigail, it means a father's joy.

I love it, Abby.

I went from 6 centimeters to delivered in less than an hour.

Her delivery sure was exciting, ha!

Depression update

I have been meaning to post an update on the depression front.

Things are getting better, a lot better.

I am feeling more and more like "Me" again.

Like the girl up above, the girl who felt joy at an instant.

The first three weeks of taking the medicine was a bit rough.

I felt like I had taken some cold medicine during the day.

Not awful, but still ugh.

My doctor had forewarned me of this, so I knew to expect it.

But expecting it and experiencing it are two different things.

My doctor was right though, at right about the three week mark I was feeling pretty remarkable.

It was as if a whole new world had opened up.

Less stress, anxiety and over all blah-ness.

I had a few days of feeling amazing but still not feeling quite up to snuff yet.

I knew, even before meeting with my doctor again, that my dosage needed to be tweaked a bit.

When I talked with her I told her that I was feeling better, but that if I was taking medicine for my depression I wanted to be feeling better than I was.

She understood and agreed completely.

Dosages were shifted and I am feeling oh so much better.

It's such a huge relief.

I'm happy to be getting this dealt with and to see how much the medicine is helping.
I feel more like myself than I have in a long time and it is spectacular.
K has noticed as well and has commented on how much happier and less stressed I am now.


It makes me wish that I would have noticed/known/done something about it sooner.
Oh well, that's the joy of hindsight, it's in 20/20.
For now though, seeing a brighter future is great.
I know that there will still be ups and downs, that's life, but knowing that I am doing something about it makes the world of a difference.

Why, hello again!

Adison is currently making an art project with candy corns, Lee is watching some Charlie & Lola and Abby is napping.

It's a somewhat chilly, rainy, Fall day and I am more than happy that Adison didn't have school today.

How smart is that!?!

The day after a time change, there is an in-service day.

Genius, I tell you!

We have had the laziest of lazy days and have not left the house yet.

Well, later we will, we have small group tonight.

I was just thinking of the fact that the older girls HAD been getting along famously today, but just as I was typing that out an argument of the previously mentioned candy corns broke out.

Sigh.

Oh oh, they made peace again.

Abby turns two in 9 days.

Wow.

I just don't even know how to process it.

She still seems so itty bitty to me, 2!?!

Seriously.

Out of the blue today Ainsley said to me:

Mama, I ate the popcorn.

It wasn't a joke.

It was funny though.

She laughed and laughed over that one.

Hearing her laughter made me smile, although I have no clue what she was talking about.

Yesterday morning we went out for donuts with my brother, sister-in-law and niece.

It was so much fun watching the kids run around and play together. 

I got a cinnamon sugar cake donut, my favorite!

Okay, I'm sorry, this post is all. over. the. place.

I had such a nice little post written in my head, but somewhere between my brain and my typing fingers it got lost.

 Oh well, tomorrow will hopefully bring with it a better post, ha!

I hope everyone had a fabulous weekend!
Please share, what did you do?