and I totally apologize. My word I have NOT been myself. All I think about is getting a stupid job this fall. I’m in a photog rut, MAJOR scrapbooking rut (I have lots of projects due by next Saturday for both Design Teams I’m on at Scrapjazz and Scrapbook Heaven and I have no inspiration at all. I have no idea where the time in my days go… I feel like the days are flying by and I don’t get anything accomplished. Life is kinda sucky right now and all my posts here have been dull and blah. So sorry, readers… I promise to try to spiff it up soon.
Yesterday was quite stressful. Porter and I had plans to meet Katie and Donnie and Leslie and her cousin Kristin at Applebees for lunch. First we went to the chiropractor and to K and D’s house to see their new home (they just moved in a few weeks ago). Porter was hungry and screamed the whole way to Applebees. I was frantic by the time I got to the parking lot… I can’t stand hearing babies scream. UGH. So I whipped together a bottle in the parking lot, dropping everything in my car all over. We made it to Applebees and sat down (we were quite a sight with two big honkin baby strollers… ) and of course since FOOD was involved Porter decided to be a cranky ass. He needed a nap, but refused to go to sleep. He does this whenever I try to enjoy food. Punk. We made it through lunch, although it was far from relaxing. *Note to self… get a babysitter next time**
We decided to stroll through the mall and figured the boys would go to sleep. Ran into a friend from highschool who totally and completely snubbed me when I said hi. (bitch). I won’t name names, I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt… maybe she was having a bad day or didn’t realize it was me. Oh well.
The boys DIDN’T sleep. They were good, though. I got a skirt and shirt from Gap.
I’m finally buying clothes for myself… I am addicted to Porter’s clothes… and neglect myself. Although I really hate to buy myself anything because I’m still a few pounds away from my pre-preg weight. I can fit into a lot of my old clothes, but a lot of my shirts are shorter this year b/c my boobs are a size bigger. There are still a few pair of my pants I can’t wear though. However, I didn’t feel bad about buying the skirt because skirts are those type of clothes that fit a few different sizes… so even if I do lose those last 5lbs or so it’ll still fit. I haven’t felt guilty about buying shirts because I really can’t do much about my boobs. They’re bigger and I’ll just need to move up in size.
Anyway… onto my story. We left the mall and within 30 seconds of stepping outside Porter was asleep. We walked for a minute up and down the sidewalk and then Donnie fell asleep. Katie and I had wanted to go to Dots to buy some shirts and tanks that were 2 for $10 but by then we were so worn out from trying to keep the boys happy we decided to go back to her house and make some daiquiris. YUM.
Today I ran errands, took my resume to Western to apply for a Middle School SED position and to the post office. Get this… I had to mail a document to consolidate my student loans and they wanted me to Fed Ex or UPS 2Day it because I have to get them consolidated before Friday… and if I were to want to get it there by Monday it would have been $30 to ship one stupid little envelope! I settled on Tuesday but that still set me bacy $18!! YUCK. I mailed another resume to Napoleon schools who are also looking for a Middle School SED teacher. Maybe I’ll have some luck…
I’ve left out pictures a lot lately… so here are a few. I’ve been addicted to photoblogs and I’m tempted to create my own. What do you think? Yay or nay? I feel like I already have a million sites to keep up with. Hmm.






Nicole- Give yourself some credit! You are a very creative woman with awesome talent! AND A LITTLE BABY TOO!! You have got your hands full-but still have got it! I would love to have 1/2 an ounce of your creative talents!
Try not to stress. I know that is hard but I have three boys, all older now and I remember how it felt. Enjoy him and the other things will come. Although I am with you a grown up lunch without Porter would be a nice change of pace and could be just the pick me up you need. We are all rooting for you. Hang in there.