hell hath frozen over

AJ has and does fun of me mercilessly for my addiction to all things internet... email, blog writing, blog reading, facebook... social media is not his bag per se.

How ironic that his new job is TOTALLY social media/internet/tech based! Bwahahahahhahaah! Can you hear me giggling through cyberspace! For the pharmy industry of course but still makes me giggle that he has to get a twitter account (gasp!) AND learn to tweet (double gasp!)!

He always mocked that he would start a counter blog to mine (which I am not sure I want cause he is way funnier than me and I would probably lose followers to his blog instead of mine for all the happenings chez P) But now, it might be on... war of the blogs... an old fashion "he said, she said". I say bring it.

have a good day....

or else!

Never a dull moment around here with the crazies!

cannonball comin'

do you know how hard it is to get a picture of someone going off a diving board? Real Hard. Here's the best I got of some of Jack's no swimmie dives. He has had not one swim lesson (bad mom alert) yet, I have found, if someone who is 5 years old, or even better, 8yr., is doing it... he will teach himself. He is officially a big kid. Goooo, Jackster!

Hey, calling all 5 year olds... can you please tell my son that your favorite food is broccoli? Thanks, love ya!

one of the first signs of insanity.

Radnor Trail: 1; Mommy: 0 I'll get you next time RT.

If you told me I was going to partake in a 1/2 marathon I would surely ask which Bravo reality series we would be watching on Saturday... and more importantly why wouldn't we be watching the entire thing.

I am not a runner. I pretend to be one. Don't get me wrong, I love to to go Target and buy cute running shorts and tanks... but since I am really just running in a land of make believe, I have no business agreeing to run a half marathon with my cousin. But somehow she tricked me into it. If you told me I would sign up to run this race I would have laughed (hard) in your face. But, alas, November 14th, to Richmond we trot.... to. run. Nothing a little Lady Gaga and her poker face can't solve.

Note to my boys: If mommy can do this, you can do anything you put your minds to...

motherhood

There are some things that just make me feel like a mom. Opening the door and calling Jack in for dinner is high on that list. Something about playing outside until it's dinner time makes me smile. I am so happy our yard is fenced in and I can see the kids from the kitchen windows while they play. Well, one day I will trust Thomas to play out there by himself- he might be 15yr but there will be a day the T in T-man won't stand for Trouble.

EEk. Now that they are inside- I am starting to get annoyed... who wants to take your dinner outside, raise your hand.... (psst. jack, quick, raise your hand)

17 again

am i having a 1/4 life crisis or am i just a nerd? I just bought (another) Miley Cyrus song to run to...

low point.

summer '09

When I look at these pics I just can't believe how big the kiddos are. That Kenny Chesney knows what he is talkin' about... don't blink.