Randomness with a mix of Grumpy

I'm sitting at Zak's baseball practice, watching them run relay races. Coach broke the team up into two, and though it wasn't ultra competitive, and half the time the kids didn't even realize that they are behind or ahead, I still got a kick out of watching them do this.
Zak's team finishes, to which there are loud cheers, and then the chanting starts..
"We are the winners...we are the winners," and then that turned into "We are the wieners...we are the weiners." I'm sure my little sugar plum had something to do with that.

Cars. It's a love hate. Love you when you work and I can act like you're invincible and you'll never cost me a penny. I can tout your horn and say how totally reliable you are considering that you are getting old. I can count my blessings that you have had no major repairs. But when something happens, when maintenance is required, when things break down and rotars have to be replaced, (not to mention a bunch of other stuff), then the pity party starts. So though we spent a PRETTY PENNY on you the other day, I still love you. I can't live without you. And I'll be saying this to Doug's car in the next month. Rick, thanks for doing this at a FRACTION of the cost. You are the man.

San Diego, I cannot wait to come see you next week. This also means that while we are visiting you TAX SEASON IS OVER!

I knew when we bought this house that there was going to be a lot of weeding. And yet I'm still surprised by this.

Why oh why does shopping for clothes for myself have to be so haaarrd. :( Everything used to be so cute. The store was my canvas. The sky was the limit! Ok, so not EVERYTHING was cute, but 99% of everything worked at least. Now...not the case. It's so hard to find anything I like. There are not a lot of cute capris or shorts out there for those of us that don't want to wear holes in our clothes. I don't like the acid wash strategically placed on the backs of my thighs because it makes my butt look bigger. (yep, that's where all that extra weight went folks). A zipper longer than one inch would be helpful because then I wouldn't have to hear whispered conspiratorially that my zipper is down. And can somebody out there in the fashion world PLEEEASE come up with fashion for the woman in her 30's who doesn't want to look like a teenager, but who can't shop the misses section cause it just makes her look frumpy?!! Can somebody please do that, because my options are extremely limited right now. And yes, I am a bit grumpy about it. And no, I don't really want to spend $100 on a pair of shorts. Even if they are amazing.

Shappy Apple, how I long for your BONHEUR dress!

If anybody knows where to buy a cute pair of flats, PLEASE let me know. It seems like everything is 5 inches tall and on a platform. I just want some cute flats to wear with shorts and capris this summer.

So many projects so little time.

Why can't I eat Captain Crunchberries with every meal?

How can I keep my children from growing up. Andon asked me last night why he doesn't have his own room. I explained that he is the third and consequently doesn't get top priority. Just kidding! I didn't really say that:) We did talk about the fact that he and Zak are the youngest, and sometimes the older siblings get to do things before the younger ones. He said that his teacher at school one day asked them to raise their hands if they had their own rooms. He said that everyone raised their hand, and when she asked them to raise their hand if they had to share, that he was the only one. So sad. So sad. I commiserated with him the best I could, and we got talking about school, and how Teaghan will be in high school, and Brittnee will be in middle school, and how it will only be he and Zak at Sunrise. Andon then asked when Teag will be in college. I said not for at least four years. (Oh my gosh, so freaking out about that!!) He then says...
"Can I have her room?"
So yes, I long to keep them young and innocent. If there is a rewind pill out there let me know.

Plan for the day: CLEAN MY HOUSE. It hasn't been cleaned, well, at least DEEPLY cleaned since baseball season started. Sometimes when schedules get all crazy and I have game on top of another game and I'm running in between them, I long for this to be over. But then I watch my children learn and get better and ENJOY it, and it makes it all worth it. Messy house and all!