I feel like it’s been forever since I’ve been on xanga. I’ve missed it. 

My treadmill and I got reacquainted this week. We’ve missed each other too. It’s been a few months since I’ve worked out consistently and I couldn’t stand it any longer.

I somehow lost my ENTIRE iTunes library in an update several weeks ago. I since learned that one and only one time, iTunes will restore lost songs if you delete them by accident. THAT is a really great thing.  Customer service is a beautiful thing.

Brad and I enjoyed a few days in San Diego sans children last week. It takes such an incredible amount of work to make things ready for someone else to run this house without me that I was sure I would be exhausted before I even boarded the plane. That wasn’t the case, though. I worked very hard, got everything in good order, typed out a list of instructions for my sweet Mom, and had amazing friends that helped take and return my kids to all their activities throughout the weekend. The two pictures I took were on my phone. Pathetic, I know. But it was actually nice to  only have my purse with nothing more than my tinted chapstick and wallet inside.            

NOTHING and NOBODY to tote was a nice break.                                                                          

(Though I did miss the baby on my hip and the three beautiful youngin’s in tow.)                                                      

Despite some rain and cooler temperatures, we had an amazing getaway. We met up with some dear friends from residency. The guys went to orthopedic meetings while the girls shopped. Afternoon naps were followed with late dinners and lots of laughter. 

Did I mention I have a new love? His name is Mac. I had NO idea what I was missing. No idea. Surprisingly, Brad’s not jealous. He says he knew it would be love at first sight for me and he’s okay with it.

Yes. By Mac, I only mean my computer.  

I overloaded our 12 year old pc and it finally bit the dust. We then switched to Brad’s 7 year old laptop with a broken hinge and I pretty much killed that too.

I’m sure I haven’t even begun to use it to the full or understand all I can do on it but I’m stumbling my way through and getting some training. I feel the need to name it. You know. People name their cars. I think I’m going to have to name my computer. Hmmm…..

 

Chunky little Emma is walking just since the last few days. I had forgotten how cute they are learning to balance. Her eyes light up in the midst of the intense concentration. She knows she doing something big and grins when I clap for her. 

 

 

       

 

 

 

 

 

    

 

During the evening, this dog of ours is sometimes in the kitchen sleeping while we hang out in the den. He’s right behind me. Panting away. Laying down in his spot like he’s supposed to but still. ~He stinks.~

 

I know I have a hyper active nose and all but I am SO not a fan of the aroma.

Telling Brad that Easy stinks is like telling him, “You’re ugly and your Mama dresses you funny.” 

So Easy will lie there and when he goes out, I’ll politely clean the floor. Because Brad loves Easy and I love Brad. 

 

~stacey

 

I’ve come to the conclusion that quite possibly my brain is no longer capable of deep, thought provoking ideas.
I’ve determined that after a certain amount of diaper changing, taxi cab runs, making pb&j sandwiches, and folding clothes, one’s brain may be simplified to that of a four year old.
Oh well. At least I find joy in the simple things.

So here is a post full of simple.

This beautiful, mind blowingly pleasant girl got her handspring vault ALL BY HERSELF at practice!! TWICE!