Apparently if you work at Hot Topic, it’s ok to walk around with your love handles and butt crack hanging out.

Target does not want to sell clothes to women, because in the dressing room the have so many mirrors that you can’t help but see your whole entire body at the same time. No one wants to see that much of themselves at once.

Starbucks makes kid drinks, little milk steamers with flavor syrup.

Eden and Honor will inevitably spill their little milk steamers at Target, at the same time, on the floor.

Jim is NOT fun to be around if he has been at the mall for more than one hour, even if you bribe him with computer games and coffee.

I am coming to believe that clothing manufacturers have something personally against me and my body. Everything I try on is either too loose, too tight, or too short. It’s near impossible to find something that FITS!

On the other hand, they love Jim. He can walk into any store and find good clothes.

I am NOT fun to be around when we go to the mall to buy ME clothes and end up walking out with a whole bunch for Jim, even if you bribe me with NOT playing computer games and coffee.

There’s a reason they put the game store across from Victoria’s Secret. It gives men a place to go instead of waiting uncomfortably next to a rack of panties.

#1 lesson from the mall: Going home is the best part.

Last night we did our friends a favor, for which they owe us HUGE (ha, ha just kidding guys!) and babysat their kids. It was sort of like what our life would be if we had three sets of twins and Eden was the oldest!

Actually, it was way easier than I had anticipated, although getting them all jammied and diapered was a little tricky. But we survived just fine and their parents arrived to find them all in bed and even some of them were asleep.

I have to say though, that I’m looking forward to a time very soon that I can complete a meal without cleaning up a spilled drink or having some sort of food flung at me. Do you think it’s possible? Hmmm…. probably not with Honor around.

My mom bought the kids this amaryllis. We’ve watched it grow and change daily. She thought it was going to be red, but Eden was pleasantly surprised that it turned out pink. (When you’re 3, the color of things is REALLY important.)

It’s a crazy busy day today, but I wanted to hop on real fast and say that the person who left that comment stopped by the house last night. Amends have been made and all has been made right. There’s no hard feelings.

I realize that I’ve been spewing a lot of opinion out here lately – I have had a lot to think about. But, it has been brought to my attention that my comments about Christmas may have offended some people.

I guess first off, I need to say that I don’t apologize for my beliefs, they are what they are. And I don’t apologize for this website, I write it for me and I think it’s a pretty good reflection of who I am. But I think what I need to make clear is that even though I may go against the norm in some ideals I hold, I only hold those standards for myself. Of course I find some of the practices of Christmas wrong, that’s why I don’t do them. But who am I to judge anyone else for what they do? I have enough to worry about myself and my own actions. Everyone must decide for themselves what they will do. In every part of life, each of us will make different decisions. And I find that part of life very beautiful.

(Just a second ago, I dug a wash cloth out of the toilet. Let’s not confuse this wash cloth with the one the plumber dug out of the sewer line last week. AHHH, life is GREAT!)

I’ve been going through internet withdrawls all morning. Jim stole my computer. He just doesn’t know what he’s doing to me. What am I supposed to do without a computer? Even now, I don’t have MY computer, I have the Mac Mini. The very slow 256k of ram Mac Mini… hence the reason he stole my computer. It’s just the saddest thing ever.

All I have to say is that I don’t know how much of this I can take. I NEED his RAM to come in, so he can give me back MY computer and he can take this mini. I love my husband, but he should know better than to come between me and my computer.

I wanted to thank you all for your insightful comments about motherhood and guilt. I always really love to participate in thoughtful conversation.

I just dropped Elaine off at the airport. We had a fantastic time. I’ll write more later and post pics, for now I’m just going to rest. We had a crazy-busy weekend.

I can’t remember the last time Eden slept through the whole night. She rarely gets up needing to go to the bathroom, but she always says she’s scared. As she gets bigger, it gets harder and harder to actually get any sleep if she’s in bed with us, so we usually make her go back to her bed. The other night she climbed into, or I should say onto, our bed and when I told her to go back she threw a big fit. She said that she was scared of the Elephant on her wall. She was really freaking out about it.

So, in a moment of tired desperation I asked her, “Do you want to sleep on the couch?” And she thought that was the greatest thing ever. Now all she wants to do is sleep on the couch. I’m not sure how to keep her in her bed, but at least she says that she’s not scared of the elephant anymore.

The weather has turned instantly cold here. Although knowing Colorado, it will be back up into the 70’s again before winter officially sets in. It’s really hard to choose a favorite part of fall. I love the leaves changing. There’s just something about it that just changes the whole entire atmosphere. And the cooler weather is such a relief, but I think the reason I love it so much is that it means snuggles with my babies during cold mornings.

Fall also means some fun things coming up. Our anniversary is this coming Sunday and Fiesta Blevinza is the following Saturday. Wow how quickly that has come. And it’s very exciting because Elaine will be flying in for the Fiesta in a week and a half! The realization of this just hit me last night and I realized, I’ve got lots to do! So I sat down today and mapped out everything I’ve got to accomplish for the party.

Now I just have to figure out something free and childless we can do to celebrate our anniversary.