Sunday, April 3, 2011

I haven't been feeling the blogging love lately...writing or reading.  I don't know why.  I used to peruse them for hours, gathering ideas and learning new things.  I don't know if I'm just over it all or if I'm in a blogging funk.  We'll just say that's what it is.  A funk. 

Not so
much is new around here....besides that whole "Bishop" thing, which hasn't been nearly as ominous as I was preparing myself for.  Maybe Mike has a different story, but from my perspective, it hasn't been overwhelming at all.  Yet.  I'm no fool.  It's definitely become a family effort, though.  We had the girls sticking new address labels on the tithing envelopes during conference.  They thought that was the best job in the world.  Secretary anyone?

On another note, I think we've finally kicked the puke bug out the door.  (Fingers crossed.)  It's been hanging around for almost a month now, wreaking havoc and making life more difficult than it really needed to be.  I was upset one particular Sunday when Maggie got sick right before church, causing me to have to stay home and take care of her.  ( I know, I clearly have anger issues, as referenced in the prior post...) Then when both Dixon and Katie decided to get sick through the night, I was much more grateful for the daytime puking.  Funny how that works.  This does NOT mean I'll be happy about pukers next time, but I'll be ever so grateful if they--or we--decide to do it in the light of day.  You can consider this a request.

Now that Spring Break is here, I'm hoping to keep the Bedlamites under control.  (Don't you just love that new word coined by Elder Holland at conference today?)  We're planning on a trip to the library sometime tomorrow before Meredith takes the girls for a sleepover tomorrow night. I love that even though she has boys and I have girls, they all get along so well and really have a great time playing together.  My most-oft request by Bridget is, "Can we go play with Zach and Wes?"  To which my most-oft response is, "Not today."  Because she really does ask me every. single. day.  Sometimes more than once, based on her level of boredom, or sometimes frustration with Mom.  Anyway, after the sleepover, we pretty much have no plans, at least not until Friday when the cousins come into town.  I'm going to have to come up with something because that really is a very bad idea to have no plans unless I'm okay with hearing, "Mom!  I'm bored!" for 4 days.

So that's it for now.  Maybe I'll catch the blogging bug again long as it doesn't bring the pukes with it.