Apparently, I don't know how to blog during daylight

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Confession #4
A four year old will repeat everything you say. And they will tell on you if you talk about your spouse. Caroline told Chris not to "nut out" about something the other day. I guess I'm going to have to make a better effort of NOT saying "Chris is going to nut out". I told him that if he didn't nut out then I wouldn't say it..... he did not think that was funny :(

Confession #5
I havn't done laundry in four days. Ok, maybe five. And we no longer have ANY clean clothes. I had to put leggings and a t shirt on Josie for pajamas. And Caroline is down to her last pair of panties. I should be ashamed, I know. I actually think I did wash towels the other day because we were almost out, but other than that I've been a complete slacker. I don't understand how people can do laundry once a week, how does that happen? I could have probably done that in college but not now. Chris changes clothes more than a girl. I better watch out, he might nut out again.... bahahahahahahaha! I can't understand why.... but the why doesn't matter. So I will spend my Saturday washing clothes. Fun times.

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March?

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Beware of the ides of March, they'll bite you in the ass! I am a very poor blogger. I almost just made an excuse as to why I don't have time to blog but the truth is that I just don't. Who even cares why, right? The 'why' rarely, if ever, matters.

Even though it's March and I should have started in January I'm going to start more confessions and less "fluff". I'm better when I'm laughing at myself and who better to share my insanity with than the two of you out there reading this.

It's late so I'll start my confessions of 2011 shortly here and continue when it's light out.

Confession #1 (Numero Uno)
I don't speak Spanish. At all. Even Dora makes me confused. She starts counting and I get all nervous. Who knows what that crazy cartoon is saying!

Confession #2 (Numero Duo) (haha, that was a joke fool!)
I believe in ghosts. I know they exist because I've seen a few. And I don't even do drugs.

Confession # 3
I really, really, really love my kids. They are the sweetest and most wonderful girls in the world. And I hope I'm doing right by them. They are my purpose. And if all I ever do in my whole life is be their mama and love them unconditionally, then I have lived out my purpose on this earth and I will be able to die satisfied and happy.

:)
Ali Pin It

How do you measure a year?

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How can it be New Years Eve? I have no idea where this year went, I still can't figure out where this decade went. Seriously, I'm supposed to be twenty years old and making out with strangers on New Years Eve. (Which I will fervently deny if ever asked!) I keep replaying the last ten years in my head and I'm not sure where they've gone. We cleaned out the sun room so that I can have an "official" sewing room and I've been going through boxes and boxes of nostalgia. The things I wish I would have saved are long gone and the things I should have tossed long ago were still piled up in boxes. Going through all that stuff has sent me on a journey back. There were pictures and year books and journals and clippings of all kinds of stuff that meant so much to me then. All of it boxed up and thrown into bigger boxes and stuffed in the back of the house. It seems so crazy that in ten years my life has changed so much. I still feel young. I still look young (don't argue with me on this point). But I'm getting older. And I like to think a little wiser (don't argue with me).

How do you measure a year? How do you measure ten years?

This year I've lost friends and gained friends. I've had my heart broken, and I've found love. I've cried, and laughed. And more than anything else, I've found my little way. Not a perfect way. But my way.

So I'll measure 2010 in giggles, in secrets, in coloring pages, in cups of coffee, and juice boxes, in hairbows and fits over hairbows, in all nighters, in very early mornings. I'll measure in yards of fabric, in laugh lines, in projects finished and those that may never get finished. I'll measure in hugs and kisses, in snuggles, in big smiles and in "I love you, mama's". I measure in realizations, and in love that is unmeasurable.

I'm not sure I can measure the last decade in just one post. But for starters I'll measure this decade in lessons learned, in losses and gains, in weddings and funerals, in births. I'll measure in dreams, in hard realities, in laughs, and more laughs. I'll measure in love.

It's been a wild ride. And there is little I would change....... I used to say I wouldn't change anything, but that's just being young and dumb. There are things I would change. But I guess that's how you learn. When you're dumb you gotta be tough, right?

Happy New Year.

Enjoy the pictures I've measured this year with..........

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I am so so so sick of being sick. Seriously, in the past two months I've had Strep, Bronchitis, and now I have a horrible cold. I'm just done. I don't get it, I want to feel NORMAL. When will that ever happen, I don't know. But if I don't get well soon there are going to be some heads rolling. HA! So now I'm going to crawl in the bed and sleep forever, or at least until Josie wakes up at 2 am because her nose is stuffy too. I absolutely hate this...... absolutely....

Life is so crazy and there are so many hurting hearts. I guess I shouldn't complain about my cold.....

God is good though. He has it all figured out and I know that his plans are much greater than mine...... Pin It

Confession # 356, and Confession #357

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#356: Happy Halloween, even if it does fall on Sunday and people are freaking out about it.... guess what people, I don't think Jesus is going to mind that Halloween fell on a Sunday and that there might be children walking about asking for candy on a Sunday night. Get over it.

# 357: Steriod shots and steriods in general make me crazier than normal. The time is 1:42 AM and I can't even force myself to sleep. It so sucks. I am going to be one crabby mama tomorrow. Or maybe not..... I have another five days of this crap...... Geez!!! I am done with sickness.... it totally sucks and I refuse to get sick again any time soon.....

On a side note I can't wait to post more about Halloween! Looks like we'll be spending the weekend in costume... at least we're getting our money's worth!

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The tale of the missing embroidery thread

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Oh my. I've started a smocking class and it is so fun. So I'm smocking a bishop dress for Caroline and one for Josie and I've been working on it in all my spare time :P but on Wednesday as I was smocking away and went to grab the embroidery thread out of my bag I realized that, it's missing.... not just the one but both of the brown's that I have to smock the dresses with are completely gone out of the bag. Some little turd has stolen my brown embroidery thread! And not even the pink or the green that was also in the bag but the TWO colors that I really need to finish these dresses!!!! I have searched this house over a hundred times. I can't find either one of them anywhere. And I'm pissed about it! I usually just roll with it when things disappear at our house but this time I just can't let it go. I'm like a crazy woman quizzing Caroline about it and searching all over for two stupid strands of embroidery thread. Chris, the moron, keeps saying.... "Just go get some more..." Well, silly man, that would be the rational thing to do wouldn't it! Just admit defeat and try to find the matching browns at the store..... BUT I DON'T WANT to do that!!! I want to find my embroidery thread!!!!!

I do realize that I'm acting like a nut. But that's what makes me the crazy woman.

I don't think I looked in the couch cushions in the front room, I'm going to look now..... Pin It

Well Goodbye summer, but not the heat...

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I guess we' re saying goodbye to summer since school starts next week. But it is still unbelievably hot out. I think something crazy like 101 yesterday.

I wish summer would never end. I feel like a child dreaming about warm sunny days and far away trips and ice cream. Swimming in lakes and oceans and pools, and late nights and lightning bugs. I guess I just feel more alive in the summertime.

The summer has flown by. It has been wonderful though. We had such a wonderful time at the beach. We went to St. George, which is about two hours east of Panama City beach. It was so beautiful. No oil. I hate to think that we may never again see our gulf the same. People there are so worried. All the kids had so much fun. And that was the beginning of Caroline's fearlessness in regards to the water. After her trauma with swimming lessons it was a great relief! She has since started swimming underwater! This is a huge transformation from the Ci at the beginning of summer.

My girls are growing so fast. Caroline will start preschool this fall. It is bittersweet. Josie is growing so fast. She has such a sweet little personality and is already becoming a little girlie girl. She has taken to dragging one of Caroline's purses around the house. They play so well together and love one another so much. I hope it lasts through the teenage years!!

Love to all~
Ali Pin It