The Story on Morning Glory

is he?  I can't help but just post pictures sometimes!!

So, I absolutely LOVE my house.  It is perfect for us and my husband is such a rockstar that he encourages me to do whatever I want...and always tells me he loves it!  And not only tells me he loves it, helps do it!  He's great. 

Anyways, like I said I love my house.  But I wish I could pick a kitchen out of one of those home and garden magazines and plop it down on top of mine.  My kitchen is straight out of 1950.  Yellow tiled counter tops, crazy flourescent lights, sturdy pine cabinets with ancient hinges and pulls, and a monsterous oven that I'm finally beginning to fall in love with.  We knew that the kitchen was the one place we'd really need to do some updating, and I'm beyond excited that now is the time!!! 

Tomorrow our electrician is coming to put in some recessed lights (I'm beyond excited) and Monday, the painter comes to get busy on the cabinets! 

Last week was not my best week...by any means. 

To start off with, I was sick and I hate working out when I'm sick.  I mean, who likes it?  So my working out was limited to a walk on Tuesday and a swim on Friday.  Not the best, I know. 

Speaking of my swim on Friday, let me tell you a little more about swimming at the YMCA.  Each time I've been lately, there has been a water aerobics class going on.  The class is called the Silver Swimmers...so basically it's a bunch of old ladies splashing around, wearing their shower caps and absolutely loving it!  Last week, I got there while the Aqua Fit class was going on.  All of the Silver Swimmers were there waiting...and the class didn't start for a good 45 minutes!  They were just hanging out around the pool, chatting it up!  It was funny.  On Friday there was one other person below the age of 65 and as I rested for my 12 breaths at the end of the pool, he commented on how remarkable it is that they are able to make the Y look exactally like a retirement home in Florida!  Classic.

Eating wasn't too good this week either.  The afore mentioned cooking class kicked off my trash days.  Yes, trash days, plural.  Unfortunately, trash day lasted from about Thursday night until Sunday night.  Not too good for the healthy lifestyle I'm trying to create!! 

Oh well, a new week, a new start!  I'm off on a walk this afternoon and to the Y tomorrow!  Wish me luck!

We had to get it on video...

It's time to show some 4 month pictures!!!

since becoming a mom. 

It used to REALLY bug me when I would see random shopping carts sprinkled all over the Target parking lot.  I mean, surely you can take your cart and put it where it belongs.  Not that hard, people!  Well, it is that hard when you have a baby.  The choices are, leave the cart in the parking lot or leave my baby in the car and truck across the parking lot to put the cart away.  I try my hardest to park close to one of the cart drop off thingies, but sometimes I forget!  And every once in a while, my moral thinking kicks in hard and if I spot a drop off semi close, I'll make a dash for it and put the cart away.  But making sure Jack is not snatched is much more important to me than taking my cart to the drop off spot.  So, moral of the story, don't  judge people who leave the carts in the Target parking lot, or you might just be judging me!

I used to take so much pride in taking my cute reusable grocery bags to Target to save myself a lofty $0.20 and not to mention the PLANET!!!!!  Come on, guys, why in the world you chance getting that one lady who puts a maximum of 3 things in each bag, leaving you to walk out of Target with a at least 27 plastic grocery bags!  Well, now I am that person.  Since Jack's been around, I'm lucky if I can make it out of the house with out forgetting my wallet, and remembering to snag my reusable bags is just a brief afterthought once I'm crossing I35.  To which I say, "Oh well," and realize that I now have to take responsiblilty for global warming, the killing of the dolphins, and many other various assundry things that I saw on the news but can't remember right now.

In the past 5 years, I have signed us up for 3 different cooking classes at Central Market. The two classes before...didn't happen. The first time there was a big storm system coming in and Jeff ended up having to go to work. The second time, we got an invite to a last minute birthday party. So, Central Market owed me! Both times, I didn't cancel in time to get any of my money back! This time, I crossed my fingers that nothing would come up and promised myself I'd cancel before we lost our money, and as luck would have it, we made it to the class!

 And we had so much fun!!! We got there a little late and almost didn't get to sit together. To which Jeff says, "Well, I'm just leaving if we don't get to sit together!" Thankfully, a man who came by himself and had an extra seat next to him heard Jeff and offered to move. Sweet!

The class was taught by Jon Bonnell, who owns a few restaurants in Fort Worth, and he was super nice and entertaining.