So we've established that...

I am not an overly sentimental person...and that I am not so good on the whole update-my-blog-on-a-regular-basis-thing. I'll work on it, I promise. I don't promise that improvement will be made...because honestly, I have commitment issues and I don't want to set myself up for failure here.

Hmmm...hmmmm...hmmm... there are so many things that I would like to blog about...and then, I think..."no, that might offend so-and-so", or "what would so-and-so think if I wrote such-and-such". Seriously, the list of things/people that I find irritating is growing by the day...and while blogging about those things might make me feel better, it probably wouldn't make the situation better. Does that make sense?

Like when someone that you barely know makes up blatant lies about you in their little minds, then spews those little lies like they're the gospel truth to acquaintances and mutual friends, then has the nerve to act like their wittle feelings are hurt when you really have nothing to say to them and therefore avoid conversation...those kinds of people really tend to bring out the best in me.

Then, there's the friendly gentleman that was driving 60 in the fast lane of a 70mph stretch of bypass, that decided he would speed up and slow down, speed up and slow down for 4 miles to keep me from passing...only to flip me the naughty-finger when I was finally able to gun-it and pass him. Him, I loved...and because of that love, I am proud to say that I was able to refrain from reciprocating his crude sign language.

Now, that I have those little things off my chest, maybe I'll be able to move on to more chipper posts in the near future. Until then, please check out the 306 blog...I am allllllmost completely caught up...and there is nary a negative thought or comment to be found.

I'm not an overly sentimental person,

I'm just not. I'm fine with taking a trip without the kids. Mark and I can go out of town for a week and it usually takes us until day 5 or 6 to say "wow, I miss the kids". It doesn't bother me if my kids want to sleep over at Granny's for the weekend, and I'm fine when it comes time to send them off on their first day of school.

Please, don't get me wrong, I really LOVE my kids...I just don't NEED to be around them 24/7. And, I promise, they don't NEED to be around me 24/7, just ask 'em.

I know people who are not like me in this respect...and I think it's great that they are different from me...really, it's what make the world go 'round.

All of that to say...I am feeling sad and sappy today. Cammie started kindergarten this morning. (Our school district is a bit weird...she goes for half a day today, one half day next week, and then full time the following week).

I am blaming my sappy-sadness on the fact that not only did my baby start kindergarten this year, but Hannah started middle school and Forrest started high school.

This melancholy feeling I have must have been brought on by triple milestones, right? I think I will allow myself to wallow in this sea of sappiness...because I'm sure it won't last long...and it sure is nice to be in a quiet house again.

I know I'm behind

on the photo blog. Of course, you and I both new that it was bound to happen. I tried really hard to keep my delinquent posts to a week or less...alas I am officially off the wagon.

Actually, I have pictures for every day. Pictures that were taken on the assigned day...and then left to simmer on the memory card.

I could make excuses for my lack of punctual posts...and most of them are pretty good and definitely true...but, really do you want to hear my excuses? No. I didn't think so.

Oh, what the heck...I'll throw in a few just to make this post longer and maybe more interesting.

Well besides the obvious two: procrastinating and perfectionism there are these (in no particular order):

1. I went out of town with a friend and lacked Internet service.

2. I decided to consign and use Saint Vickie to tag everything...but I couldn't find anyone that I could pay to climb into the recesses of my attic and pull down the 4 over sized Rubbermaid containers and the rod with approximately 6' of hanging clothes upon it...so I had to do it...gasp... myself.

3. All of those clothes had to be dug through to make sure that I was able to part with them.

4. My sister called in an IOU and I spent a day helping her with her new scrap room. (Just because I had fun doing it doesn't mean that it can't count as an excuse).

5. Forrest had two major projects due today (yes, on the first day of school), and they both required mucho (there's my Spanish kicking in again) parental assistance. Seriously, his tumbleweed project cost me at least 40 hours and that is not an exaggeration. It also caused my OCD to kick in which caused me to spend countless more hours researching family ancestors.

And, that is more than enough excuses...because the bottom line is...I haven't made time to upload the pics and get them posted. BUT, I plan to...tomorrow.