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| It's a HOPPY Easter for Max....he broke into his basket before I was up (and probably before the sun was up too) and managed to scarf down an entire package of Peeps, several Hershey kisses, and an Atomic Fireball....thankfully that last one killed his cravings. But now he is hopping around the house like a, well, like a sugar crazed child on Easter. I can't complain too much, I behave the same way after a Tall White Mocha from Starbucks. Besides, "E. Bunny" & I are in cahoots. AJ decided to join us for egg coloring after all, but my oldest ditched us to go out to the movies with friends. 2 outta 3, not bad, right? We stuck with coloring a dozen...one is still M.I.A....Lord but that is NOT going to smell too good by nightfall! Its freezing out side so we've got the heater on....hoping my nostrils lead the way.... 
OH! And it took a little extra help from my GENIUS child to add the clickable links to the left! Check em' out...ain't they cool?! | | |
| Grrrr....this xanga thing is irritating me. I cannot figure out how to add those little badges that are links to other blogs, sites, whatever, etc. I see them on other pages, how did they do that? I managed to add the little Flickr thingy's to the right side, but big whoop. Trying really hard here to make this page & its just not as easy to me as myspace. But I don't want to give up, I only just started! Is it me? Probably. | | |
| Wow, I can't believe that this year the Easter Bunny is only appealing to one of my 3 boys. The youngest, at almost 7 years old, is anxiously awaiting eggs to begin boiling (and then cooling) so we can start coloring. The other two....well they are busy making themselves nachos & watching a movie. Seems like it wasn't so long ago that they loved to color eggs. And because they are close in age, it used to be an argument who was going to use yellow or red first & who was domintating blue or green, etc. I actually miss that! Now it will just be Max and I, splashing food coloring everywhere & trying not to crack any eggs. Not that it won't be fun...it will. I treasure every last bit of my last childs youth...but it makes me sad to know....that this is it. When he has outgrown these fun things what will I do? | | |
|  So I have decided that I am, in fact, NOT addicted to yarn. I am simply, madly, deeply, in true blue love with it. Like my husband & children, I cannot imagine life without it. It takes me to my happy place. "Addiction" makes yarn sound like a bad thing. Like an illicit drug or a bad habit. And yarn is not BAD. In all its forms, be it: acrylic, wool, cotton, all natural, handpainted, cheap n' scratchy, fun n' furry, bling bling, chenille, homespun, you name it, I can find something about it to appreciate & love. Happy Easter Peeps! 
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| So I am going back to work full time again. Wow. Its been a year & a half (since before moving to VA from CA) that I worked full time. Part of me is tickled pink - its a great company, the paycheck will come in handy, and I'll get to talk like a grown up! But I'm also nervous as hell. Its the same like of work, but will it all come back to me? How long will it take me to get into the swing of things? IS IT just like riding a bike? | | |
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