Tuesday, June 8, 2010

I'm Back

I have been a bad blogger. It's been over a week since my last post and I apologize to the two whole people who read this. Honestly, every time I sit down to write, my mind feels too tired to even think of what to write. My brain just needed a little bit of a vacation. But now I'm back.

This afternoon I did my absolute least favorite thing in the whole world. I went to the dentist. Let me tell you, I would rather go to the gynecologist than go to the dentist. That's how much I hate going. And guess what...did you guess? I will be going back to my least favorite place in just a few weeks. That's right people...I have to have fillings. Oh, how I hate going to the dentist and it isn't like I don't take care of my teeth. I blame my mother (sorry Mom, but I do). Why is it my mother's fault that I don't have good teeth? Because she doesn't like milk. I think she didn't get enough calcium when I was in her tummy and now my teeth aren't good. I have no scientific proof of this, but it sounds good to me. So please pray for me that I can survive the next visit to the dentist, which will come way too soon for me.

My little princess played awesome ball tonight. That is not just a prejudiced mother talking to you, OK, maybe it is. But let me say that she is pretty good for a beginner. She got to play catcher, just like her Grandaddy and she got 2 hits. Prince is still a little afraid of the ball after that first practice when it hit him in the nose and he bled. He's got spunk, though and his coaches have been wonderful working with him and encouraging him. It will be neat to see how much both of them improve this season.

In other news, Hubby bought me an i-phone this weekend. I am so excited to be in the modern world now. I still don't text, but I am moving up in the world. Holla, Hubby! Thanks for the new phone. I promise not to wash this phone in the laundry as I may or may not have done to other phones in the past.

That's all for tonight. I've gotta go floss.


  1. So many things...where do I start? First up, just b/c I log in as anonymous doesn't mean I don't count. Second, you can't blame your mama on the bad teeth. Once your permanent teeth come in, it's all on you. I own the fact that my soda addiction will rot my teeth. Which makes me wonder why I bothered with braces. Third, high five to my girl for her catching skillz. Hugs to my boy. Fourth, still can't say Holla w/o thinking Ho-la! Fifth, it still kills me you don't text but so long as you hook up your email and FB to your phone, I know I can *cough* holla *cough* at you real quick. Love Love Love. Mwah!

  2. Welcome back! I hate the dentist, too! :)
    Lumberjack's WIfe

  3. Is V always in stealth?