Friends=Love

So... I'm not sure how many people are going to get to read this, because I cannot at this moment log into facebook to do all the sharey kind of things I like to do.  BUT, for those of you who love me enough to check anyway, I wanted to say how grateful I am to all of you.  Friends, family, friends who I consider my family..... framily? You're so great.  I get caught up sometimes in all the junk in my life and feel like I'm just drowning in all of it, and you're so wonderful with your love and support.  You may not think you help that much, but you do.  I read about some of you who have these struggles and trials and you don't stop, you don't quit, you work with all you've got to get through them and still keep up with every day life. Esteban, you're a rockstar, Breezi, you're Superwoman.  Melissa, I don't think you read this, but you're an inspiration.  Those I didn't mention by name, this applies to you, too.  There's so much that I absolutely could not do without each and every one of you.  There's a lot more that I could do, but it wouldn't be nearly as fun.  Anyway.... Love you!

Holidaze

First, last post sounds really kinda whiney in retrospect, feel free to pretend it's not there. I'd delete it, but does that violate some law in blog-land? It's awkward to me to reread it, because there were good reasons behind the whiney tone, but I don't post them all on the offchance that people beyond the ones I know read this which could develop into massive overshare.  From that subject, onward to the next which is Easter and all the fun guests.  My husband's family came out this weekend, so good to see them again.  My camera broke, so I've been at the mercy of others who are equipped with such things or I'd post pictures of the visit.  The first night they were here we went to Gunther Toody's which is a 50's style diner out here in case it's not common knowledge. I mean, for all I know, it may be a massive chain and I may have just said something to the equivalent of: "we went to McDonald's, it's this place with fries and a clown". My kids are all somewhat picky eaters with their own preferences.  Adam's preferences change daily, Mari loves grapefruit, and Asa loves what he can eat on his own with no help from the interfering parent.  There are a few exceptions to this rule, including blueberry pie, chocolate pudding, and added to the list on Friday- chocolate malts.  Those, he will submit to being fed.  I ordered him a kids' macaroni and cheese, and he dug in.  Based on the amount on the floor, chair, and the exterior of my infant son, he actually did get a bit to eat.

Thanks to my mother-in-law, Marti for providing the picture.  The Easter bunny brought everyone an Easter-type book to read in church, some chocolate, and Easter clothes as shown below.

AAAaaaaand the picture I was whining about last time I was online:

Questions Only

Why does everything all come at once?
Why did I get a bill for something I already paid?
Why do kids have energy levels that are consistently as high as their mother's is low?
Why is the last item on a list the hardest to do, regardless of the length of the list?
Why is the working portion of the day so much longer then the playing portion of the day?
Where is my camera when the electric company parks a drill in our backyard roughly half the size of the yard?
Why is bacon bad for you and asparagus good?
Why do all of my "great" ideas usually result in questions three, four and five?
Why isn't life more like a remote control, with "mute" and "pause" options for spills, children, etc.?
Why is it wrong to leave hubby in charge and run away to Hawaii for a month?
Will someone pay for said trip for me?