Friday, April 7, 2017

It doesn't matter how old I get, having my parents leave always calls for me and hang up crying on the bathroom floor.

* also, there are many other things that end up with me crying on the bathroom floor. I should probably clean it more often.

Sunday, April 2, 2017

I was looking for something in my past posts and found myself eating up the gazillions of posts in my Tumblr days - back when I had just the one or 2 kiddos.  Good golly life was very very different then, but I appreciated the massive amount of insight I had into that totally different life.  Blogging has gone by the wayside because I rarely sit down in front of a computer, and FB and Insta have much quicker gratification, delivering feedback quick as a wink.  When I was posting back then, those comments were fuel in my new mommy haze to help keep me going.  Looking through, I wasn't aware of who the audience had been, just thankful I had documentation.  So, I have a renewed goal to chronicle.  Stuff.  And I need to remember that once, my 7 year old made a Magna Carta to protest my unfair governship. (spell check doesn't think that is a word, but Ima going to run with it.)

HEAR YE. I need to document the fact that I ran 3 miles and didn't feel like death.  So just to make sure it wasn't a fluke, I did...