Since my husband did not really seem to notice...

Happy Birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear Chris, happy birthday to me.

That's all, you may return to your regularly scheduled programming......

My mojo has returned from vacation!

Scrapped a ton tonight and I am feeling good about it!! Here is my handy work!

Sheer exhaustion

Well, I am glad to report that the first day of preschool was not traumatic. DS found his best friend and they immediately busied themselves defending our planet against evil; otherwise known as let's pretend to shoot at stuff! Today he seemed actually happy to be there and although I had to work very late he was more than content to hang out out with Daddy until I could come home to put him to bed. I am really missing having time to scrap. By the time I get online at night I just can not muster up any energy to create. I love to check my fave blogs and hang out at Hummies, but that is it. I did spend some time organizing some of the digi stuff I had not yet organized and last week I was able to put together this simple LO. Hope to get in the swing soon and manage some serious scrapping! Anyone have any inspirational words to get my mojo going again?

I survived!

I dread the last week of July and the first weeks of August more than anything. I have to return to work and my poor little guy has nowhere consistent to go. After a fun week with Daddy ending in a terrible fever, a stressful week with Grandma and Grandpa and the return of aforementioned fever, and a relatively uneventful week with Auntie, we are ready to begin a routine. DS goes back to preschool on Monday. This is great news for me and according to DS not so good news for him! I am hoping that his best friend and the fricking sandbox (which is the bane of my existence) will be alluring enough to make the first day drop off uneventful. Last year when he was new there the crocodile tears and histrionics were enough to rip my heart out of my chest and I am praying to avoid that scene! Truth is he NEEDS preschool. I think I may have spoiled him a teensy bit (DO NOT EVER SHARE THIS WITH MY HUSBAND please :)) and the structure of the day will serve him well as he truly is a creature of routine and habit! Think of me Monday morning as I embark on the start of my journey to the new normalcy in our lives and the nightmare of cleaning sand out of the infinite number of nooks and crannys my child's little body has!!