an all time HIGH/LOW...or something.

we decided late last night
that the tv watching had reached an all time high.
or low.
whichever.
30 min of george this morning and off the ol' tube went.
it's going AWESOME.
can't you tell?????
it's like an addict at rehab.
do you think it will take 30 days???

7

CLASSY.
it's just how we roll.

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note: no money from the budget was used to support or fund this photo.

i wish it was not so.

come on paycheck!!!

we can't wait to have you:-)

if pauly shore is there, i'm in.

i'm thinking 3 things about this pink letter i opened today.
1. i'm really hoping breastfeeding gets me out of this one.
2. the money would be nice.
3. grown up civic pride.
weird.
the part about thinking the money being nice.
but true.
but after sitting 8 hrs in the san mateo county court building at 18 only to be told
"thanks, but no thanks,"
i walked away empty handed.
no mula.
and not very excited to serve again.
so that takes care of #2.
8 hrs i volunteered to sit in a room.
a smelly room.
with blinding white walls.
in my blinding white CHICO STATE sweatshirt.
at 18.
again,
i'm really hoping breastfeeding gets me out of this one.
i think this makes me unamerican.
dang it.
ok, if pauly shore is on the jury, i'm in.
my attitude sucks.
this could be fun!
right?
right.
now, back to that breastfeeding thing...

seriously, so BLESSed.

it was chaotic.
it was bliss.
it was crazy.
it was beautiful.
especially max.
as sean was blessing max i thought about all of my hopes and dreams for her.
i hope she knows how perfect she is.
that she will believe in herself.
that she will be good to others.
that she will have joy in life.
that her thoughts will be loving toward herself.
that she will know she can achieve anything she desires.
that she has a heavenly father who loves her.
that we love her.
that she loves her.

both of our kids were exhausted by the end of the day.

we forgot to feed and nap the pork loin.

he survived.

and ate two bowls of oatmeal when we got home.

and 4 "ice U-ses" (a.k.a ice juices/popsicles)

and when it was all said and done i only had one question on my mind.

how much of the dressing was left?

let's just say our family is full of good eaters:-)
and now i think i'll sleep until thursday when we do it all again.
thank you family.
you rock.

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email me if you want the shredded pork and salad dressing recipes.

emilygibson82@yahoo.com

but don't forget,

your kitchen will smell like dinner in the morning.

gross.

heaven by lunch.

glory be,

heaven may be an understatement.