Amen.

That title really has nothing what-so-ever to do with this post. But I happen to be listening to the song "Amen" by Kid Rock right now and singing along, and that's the word I was singing when I started this post, so there you go.

So anyway... here I am. Sucking again as a blogger. But words cannot describe how nuts things have been around here lately. Just so, so busy. Work, kids, house stuff, appointments, etc. Grace totally threw a wrench into my well thought-out Saturday this past weekend. I already had Hannah's T-ball pictures at 9:40, Grace's soccer practice from 1-2:00, and then Hannah's T-ball practice from 2:00-3:00. No problem. Hannah would be 5 or 10 minutes late for T-ball, but no big deal.

Well, we show up for Hannah's T-ball pictures that morning and run into Ron. I graduated with Ron's brother and we're still pretty good friends, and Ron is in charge of the whole T-ball/softball/baseball league here in town. So he (for the 10th time in the past 3 months) starts asking me if Grace wants to join softball and be on his team. I'd been bugging Grace since last summer to join softball this year because she kicked some serious ass in T-ball and I knew she'd be good at softball. But she kept saying no.

So Grace decides she does, indeed, want to join -- exactly 45 minutes before her new team was scheduled for pictures, with practice immediately following. I also realized her glove from last year didn't fit anymore. So Hannah finishes pictures around 10:45, we jump in the car, run to WalMart for a new glove and go right back to the field for Grace's pictures at 11:20. Then we head to the practice (which Grace LOVED by the way).

But basically, we left the house at 9:30 and didn't get back home until almost 2:00 (we skipped soccer because we were cold and STARVING).

So now my weeks are filled with T-ball practice, softball practice, soccer, and extra dance classes for Hannah since her recital is in a month. Oh yeah... that's another gem. Her dress rehearsal for her recital is ON her birthday and the recital itself is 2 days later on Father's Day weekend. Joy.

Oh, and because I'm not already insane, Grace's new softball team is a traveling team, so we'll have to go to three surrounding towns for games. And often, Hannah's T-ball games/practices are scheduled at the same time as Grace's softball games/practices. Because it's easy for me to be in two places at once, ya know. ARG! Thank god for Daddy, Grandma, Granddad and Nana. That's all I have to say. LOL!

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So let's throw a job with a hellish commute a few days a week that gets me home around 6:30 (if I'm lucky), crazy deadlines that will require me to work extra hours for the next few weeks, a house with mountains of laundry, dust bunnies in the corner, toys everywhere, and general clutter, and I'm ready to commit myself. Oh, and did I mention I have a husband I like to hang out with when I get a chance?

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I've been working on some cool gifts for my mom and mother-in-law for Mother's Day. They're getting AWESOME and I can't wait to show you guys. But not until they're done, which will be in between all of the aforementioned stuff I have going on.

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I guess that's it for tonight. Just wanted to fill everyone in on why I haven't been around. I'd love to say I'll be around more often, but well, that just may not happen anytime soon. But I'll pop in when I can. :)

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Tink, I'm still waiting for that drunk call. ;)

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Amen.

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Quote of the Day:
Houses should be more like ovens. Self-insulating and self-cleaning!
--rdude
(while cleaning room)