Fired...

I'm totally fired. Like super duper fired...No call...No Show...Fired.

I've been super behind in this blog thing huh? Like there's no way to catch up.

Stuff happened. Things were awesome. Some stuff was probably crap.

My garden has bloomed, gone crazy and is probably going to die from frost soon.

I have pictures but they are over there (nods head in direction of office down the hall) and hubby has this crazy arse set up working for him and I can't even go on the computer. Seriously. Crazy. For some reason there is the regular old desktop computer (you know, monitor, mouse, keyboard, computer down there on the floor) and in front of said monitor and said keyboard is *gasp* another keyboard...wireless...in front of said mouse is *gasp* another mouse...what the!! Oh and wait...I have to hit the second mouse to get the screen to pop up and use the second keyboard and oh wait...they aren't even attached to the computer...there's a laptop over there in the corner that these suckers are running and displaying on the monitor...Why? What's wrong with the laptop? What's going on? Why? Why? Did I say, WHY? So confuddled...me...

Boys are good. Update on boys - Aiden (4 now) happy as ever...doing his thing, going back to preschool and has a private speech consult on Friday to possibly get private speech therapy outside of the therapy he already gets at the Early Learning Center...woo. Conor (this many - 1) is freaking crazy! Love that kid, he cracks me up...but weeeeeeeeeee he is BUSY, TROUBLE, add a bazillion other words of that sort here and it will start to describe him. Spirited...is that the word now? He's a pain in the ass. But awesome, incredibly awesome (love ya kid but seriously you are a pain in the ass - I can say that a. because you probably will never read this - who thinks I'm going to keep this up until the kid can read? and b. if I do keep this up until you can read, you will forgive me, because I haven't sold you to gypsies yet over the past five years....trust me, the thought is there.

Dog is crazy and he really thinks he is one of our kids. I have to keep reminding Sam of that. He is super young...but he's whacked and thinks he's a child. I just have to remember that and give him lots of love...not throw him out a window or something.

Welp, I know you are fulfilled now. Finally I have updated my blog and you can breathe a sigh of relief to learn...um...nothing cause really, my life is all about the same sh*t different day. I get so bored of my own life I can't even talk about it...so let's think for a moment how enthralled you must be right now. Thanks though! I appreciate you taking a peep.

*PEEP*