so many things...

there are so many things i've wanted to come here and write about...

a disclaimer stating that it's been a few years and i'm just going to jump right in and don't be offended or think someone killed me and took over writing because i don't write about the same stuff or sound as sane as i used to (at least this is what i wonder about when i read earlier years of my blog..."who was that woman? and where can i find her?").

a little catch up on my kids and my life. not for my readers (you know, all seven of you), but for me. because sometimes i just don't feel like i really KNOW all the stuff i'm supposed to be doing anymore...

a pictorial of this house we bought. it's kind of ugly. and homely. only, i don't think you're home is supposed to be homely, even though it sounds like it just should be. anyway...i've been taking pics. and maybe i'll get them uploaded tonight. maybe. it's a rough time...no promises.

and the reason i'm here. i cut baby girl's hair today. she had an appointment for another x-ray (she broke her elbow...don't think i've mentioned that here). the resident actually said two weeks ago that they might take the cast off today. and while i KNOW residents are doctors with lots of knowledge but little experience with that knowledge (so i should've KNOWN better), i still wish i hadn't listened to him say that. because she'll have her cast for another week. and it's really not a big deal. it really isn't. except, well, i thought things would be different today and they're not. she still has the same dirty cast. she still can't take a bath. and she still complains that her fingers are dirty because she really just wants to plunge them in water. (i am planning the biggest, bubbliest bath next week when this damn thing comes off...for her AND for me...we both deserve it...lol) BUT...BUT...the one thing that IS different? her hair. no, it didn't all fall out because of all those x-rays she's had in the last three weeks. i cut it. yep. me. cut hair. on my daughter. and...well...i kind of love it....i think. she's pretty tough looking. but then i thought she was pretty tough looking with her long, scraggly locks that had been around since she started her journey. you decide...



yes, i'm so sure you'll be mesmerized by her that you won't even notice the laundry needing folding or the vacuum or any of the other crap behind the beautiful baby in the pictures. (and too bad she's obviously so uncomfortable in front of a camera, huh? snort)

peace out (and i really need to start coming here more frequently...so you may want to stop reading for awhile...i'm a little inconsistent and whiney and erratic these days...unless you like that sort of thing...hehe)