I used to want to clone myself, but now I've realized I'm a bit worthless and it would be much smarter to clone my husband instead. Now that man can work!
Have had a hard time sleeping and been watching trashing trashy television at nite into late hours. Yes there is so many more productive things I could be doing in my dazed state, which I remind myself every morning. But I did watch this THS (if you don't what this acronym is, pat yourself on the back, you have failed trashy pop culture) on Holly Madison (it was a low point in the nite...which I might never recover from) who is a former (insert place that I don't want to come up as a search related to my blog) bunny and would say it was so disturbing the whole living situation at the mansion that really I wonder why people aren't as appalled at this as the sister wives thing. Really smutty mansion and sister wives, might be the bottom of the barrel for me. Why oh why would woman choose to not demand more for themselves.
My mom is coming on Sunday. There is nothing like it. All my sisters are sighing in agreement. Talk about a woman who should be cloned.
Baylie's birthday is on Monday. Better get on that. She will be four on the fourth.
My house is coming together how I'd like it, now I'm sure an earth quake will come and knock all these pictures I've been hanging off the walls.
Weekday little league games might rival poking myself in the eye. 90 degrees at 6 p.m. 2 1/2 hours in the dirty, not kid friendly bleachers (which large puddles around because of poor drainage from the last wave of intense rain) and my girls ended up so disgusting and soaking wet from the puddles. If it was a test, I failed. I brought tons of water, but not enough. But next time I'm going to be better prepared with lots of water bottles with clean water so they can squirt themselves cool. But Luke did great. He rolled his eyes at me once when I yelled "Take it slow" after he walked the first four batters. Boy, he got an ear full from me for that on the car ride home. Remembering why we have only done sports every other year. It is a sacrifice. But found out that mom of the seven boys was Mormon after all. Surprise surprise.
Will post a pizza dough recipe soon, just been lazy to type it all out. The wheat one at least. The other one is from my neighbor Jenna, and flour measurements are way off (like by almost 2 cups) so you just have to be good with bread/dough to know when to stop dumping it in. I should try and pin down the actual amount. I've decided the pioneer woman pizza dough recipe is fine, but not my favorite. More like for thin crust. Still experimenting.
My house is getting cleaned today, not by me. Can I just say that is a glorious thing? Especially since I no longer can reach my toes. Go big or go home right?