excuses excuses

I could make a bunch of excuses about why I have not blogged in dang near a week. But I won't. Well I probably will. I won't tell the good stuff though, as I am in enough trouble as it is around here and the next thing that goes wrong could be the one that does me all in.

I still have no baby from Aries.

It FREAKING SNOWED Sunday morning.

Barry is still bad sick.Baby girl on the other hand, has stopped with the projectile pooping, and is doing well. She gets cuter every day. Pebbles now has tummy troubles, but they appear to be of the normal foal variety and not alarming to me.

I have discovered that the new adult beverage I have started taking on the odd occasion has 350 calories in it. I should never have found that out, as it means I now have 6 that will likely live in my fridge until the cans rust. This is bad news in so many ways. I hear it comes in Light but of course, has anyone seen that around here? Surely not.

I have a training session tomorrow. It will be my third. I love them, they are very hard, and they make me feel good.

Which I really need right now, as I feel like my whole world is crumbling, and most of what has me upset is not even happening to me.

I went to a trivia nite fundraiser this weekend which was surprisingly fun. It did not hurt that I wore pants a size smaller than usual and a large sweater. Which was plenty big. Then I had some nitemares. This was after sleeping 15 straight hours on Friday nite.

Prior to the sleeping, the Magnificent Marvin came over to trim and got 10 done. Then told me that he is for real moving this time. And while he is happy to come to me--which is saying a lot for an Amish man that does not drive--he suspects that once he gets his organic farm off the ground, he will not have time. It feels like a divorce, I swear. He has been integral to our success here. I have options, but none of them close to being Marvin.

And with that, before I become too much of a downer, I will direct you to Mandy's blog magicofmonkeyfeet.blogspot.com to see pics of Gabi's second birthday party which appears to have been precious. And at least she is happy, which I am sure you cannot say of me right now.

I am going to bed. Again.