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WhAt ShE wOrE wEdNeSdAy

It's been a while since I did a WSWW! The Diva is getting a little better about matching her outfits these days. She still has her own unique flair to clothing. She picked out a pair of red sparkly "Jessie" boots when we were in Las Vegas. They are from Jessie on Toy Story. The boots go with everything. You might think I'm exaggerating, but no. She tried to wear them with her swim suit last night. Um. No. That didn't happen. is another installment of WSWW~enjoy. OSU t-shirt: Gift from Aunt Betsy Gray Jeggings: Gap Kids Red Boots: Disney Store Necklace: Hand me down from BreAnne Sunglasses: My old ones from Target Attitude: Outer Space

Getting My Groove Back

Is really hard. It has been a bigger challenge than I expected. Making excuses has been much easier. However, I reached a point in my life where I am tired of excuses and I don't really like what I see in the mirror. There's this thing I've seen on the Internet a lot. It says "I wish I was as thin as I was when I thought I was fat." That. Is. So. True. I have a love/hate relationship with my weight. I think most females do. I am not a small person. I never have been. Even when I weighed nothing I was not a small person. I have no ambition to be a waif. I want to be healthy. I want to be strong. I want to be a good example for my children. Growing up my family called me lovely names like "Bertha Big Butt" and "Thunder Thighs." Over the years the blatant nicknames went away and the more subtle comments about my weight took over. Either way they still hurt. I am making a conscious effort to not say negative things about my body in front of Olivi

Pretty Close To Being Screwed....

See those sweet innocent faces? Cute huh? Yeah, those sweet little boy's are going to be big trouble pretty soon. The Dudes will be 2 on Sept. 2. They are growing up by leaps and bounds. They are saying little sentences and understanding everything. They like to help me around the house and doing dishes and vacuuming have become very exciting events around here. I like all these new changes and these big boys that have suddenly occupied my house. I can see a light at the end of the tunnel that was pretty dark for a while. I was sure I was going to have helpless little babies forever. It took the Dudes a VERY LONG time to sleep all night. Mr. Mayer and I were delirious for a VERY LONG time before we started getting more than 2 or 3 hours at a time. Then miraculously overnight they stopped waking up at 11, 2 and 4am to party. We started sleeping and the whole world started looking a little better. Even now though they may sleep all night, going to sleep is a different issue. I

4th of July and the 5, 6, 7, and 8....

Man, the 4th of July falling on a Wednesday really messed me up this week. Did it anyone else? Not only have my days been mixed up but it just felt strange all around. We weren't sure whether to go to the lake the weekend before or the weekend after. Should Mr. Mayer take Monday and Tuesday off work or Thursday and Friday? We decided on Thursday and Friday. Mr. Mayer got off work early on Tuesday and off we went. Tuesday night there was a huge fireworks show down at Duck Creek. We've gone a few times in the boat. It is CRAZY business down there. You can see the show pretty well from the opening of the cove we stay in. Diva was set on seeing fireworks on Tuesday night. All she had to say was "pretty please" and her Daddy hooked up the lights on the boat and we were watching fireworks. After about 20 minutes she lost interest and was ready to go back and go to bed. I wasn't disappointed. I was a little tired myself. Wednesday we suckered convinced Nana and Papa to

Something Happened...

I'm typing this from my IPad. I HATE blogging from my IPad :/ I was going to blow your minds with a super fantastic 4th of July blog, but something happened...the electricity flashed, the TV stopped working, there was no Internet and I'm left just sitting here with my IPad. I may go upstairs nd finish purging. So far I have collected 4 trash bags of donation stuff and one bag of trash from Diva's room. The kid had 30+ Barbies. A 5 year old doesn't need that many Barbies. She's gone for a week and I wonder if she will even notice the stuff is missing when she gets home next week? So, I am going to go. Mr. Mayer and I are actually going to have to talk to each other~eeekkk! That can't be possible?!