Okay, I know my blog has been lame-o lately. The only thing I usually have to share is my list of what I accomplished for the day. But The Pioneer Woman told me yesterday that I should just blog "me" and blog often. So here we go.
Me:
I went to zumba this morning, which always makes me feel awesome. Ann is my favorite zumba instructor. She makes you shake it, and I am not one to shake it, but I do with my sister, Al, and it's fun. Ann wears her hair down and throws her head around like an animal and I am too self-conscious to shake it quite as enthusiastically as she does, but it's fun to take a class from someone so energetic.
After class I went to my mom's to drink her coffee and decorate for my cousin's shower while the little ones played.
Then home to make some chocolate pies for the shower and chicken salad for dinner.
Then off to pick up Riley and Claire from school and take all 4 kids to the grocery store, which I haven't done in a while, and think I won't do again for a long while.
Kate skipped her nap today since she slept in until 7am. She was a booger at the store and had to pee when we first got there and poo 10 minutes later. I feel like we're just a big ball of chaos and noise bumbling around the store for people to gawk at. And I guess I've begun to not care. I do what I can.
Kate had a flashlight while we were checking out and CLaire wanted to take it from her. Kate ran away from Claire screaming. Claire chased her and they ran around a poor old lady in her wheel chair and the old lady did NOT like it. She actually raised her hand at Kate and said, "You stop that!" I'm not sure what she intended to do. I grabbed my kids and they chattered and tripped and begged for a horse ride and stickers from the machine and fought over gum all the way out the door.
We got home and I turned on a movie so I could put Lola down for a nap and unload groceries, and now that it's 5 o'clock, I'm sitting down.
I love a good, busy day.
5 comments:
I love Ann too! I went to her class a few years ago and she was pretty motivating.
Pretty sure Anne is who I went to with Al a while back. Hot, salsa like lady?
And, I'm pretty sure the old lady in the wheelchair was it by her mother when she did things like that. Just a good smack in the head, no big deal.
And 3. What do you I think I blog about. Ps. I must be THE pioneer woman. Who is this lady? You and Denise both and discussed her. I shall look up this woman from the past.
Love you. And, really, I wait DAYS for you to comment on my blog. Secure yourself woman. You are loved by at least me, plus your psycho awesome girls and "riddle me this" husband.
I know people say this to you all time, but you really are amazing. I don't know what deep pit you pull the never-ending supply of patience from, but I am just in awe. Really I am. Maybe even a little jealous because I'm not more patient! HA! You have the toughest full-time job of all, and thanks for sharing!
Amy
you're a rock star.
I like shakin' it with you. I decided after watching a few people in that class that enthusiasm and large movements look better than small embarrassed ones. Hair down is some sweaty fun!
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