You're Mine...

...Thursday afternoons!

I've waited nine long years to have "me" time.  I have not exercised regularly, shopped alone, cleaned my house thoroughly, kept a garden, or sat down to play the piano in recent memory.

However, I have discovered that Thursday afternoons are child free, far enough from Monday that I am not swamped with banners, and are usually not cake days. 

So I decided to take over Thursday afternoon!!!

This is fairly recent, so it's by no means a routine yet, but I have gone swimming twice now and I TOTALLY FORGOT HOW MUCH I LOVE IT. 

Please understand, I have not done laps since 1999, so I am not tearing it up or anything, but when I swim I could do it all day long.  It is the one "exercise" that does not feel like it.  I hate running, I hate zumba, I hate hate hate yoga, I really hate exercising in general.  I'm just running down the clock until I'm done.  Not so with swimming. 

Time flies.  I don't want to stop.  I feel amazing.

So in the spirit of cliche's, here's what I hope I look like.

This is what I feel like.





This is what I actually look like.

What you cannot tell from this picture is how much fun the elephant is having, and how she doens't care what she looks like, even without a swimsuit.

Lost Innocence

Natalie:  I don't beleive in Santa Claus.

Mom: Why not?

Natalie:  It's never him, it's always somebody dressed as him.  I just don't believe in him.

Mom:  Someone's not going to get presents next year!

Natalie:  Yes I will.  It's just a flying pegasus that brings them.



Christmas magic is lost. The secret of the flying pegasus is out!!!

What is the Deal?

...with Cupcakes?

They are too big and awkward to eat without getting everywhere. 

There is too much cake below and too much frosting on top, neither of which is good without the other, and yet you cannot eat them both at the same time unless you unhinge your jaw.

They aren't even very cute, unless you use my toppers of course.

I just don't understand the obsession with cupcakes.

I AM SICK AND TIRED OF SEEING THEM EVERYWHERE AND EVERYONE BRINGING THEM TO EVERTHING TRYING TO GET ME TO EAT THEM.

STOP IT!!! 

I HATE CUPCAKES!!!!!

There, I said it.