Suduko down dammit

no suduko dammit. I don't know why I'm even troubled by writing this other than I have just joined the suduko band wagon and discovered the complexitites of my inner mind being tormented by a puzzle that is labeled easy. Easy my ass, haven't solved one yet. Sooo...I go for my Suduko fix...damn site is down.

What is this world coming to?

hippity-hoppity...Easter came and went.

ah...Easter has come and gone. I do hope that the good Lord forgives us for not be present in his house today. The easter bunny left Abby clothes. He got it from a good source that she needed clothes badly.
Not much else happening...just getting prepared for my scrapbook room. I've been going through my stuff. Now all I need is for my furniture choices to be put on sale. Yeah, THAT'S ALL I need. *sigh*...perhaps soon. I can't decide how I'm going to go with my room to tell you the truth. I wanted to do an Asian flare but now I'm leaning towards pink and brown. I just LOVE that combination.
ah well, the evening is winding down and I have some serious work and studying to do so I better run.

did someone say bluebonnets?

yes, it is that time again my friends, where you trapesy through the bluebonnets and take marvelous pictures of our children. Funny little story about this year's trip. We went Monday afternoon. Abby was very excited to do this. She picked out her dress, got herself ready and we were about to leave when Mark got the call that he had to play a softball game. Now this isn't out of the ordinary on a Monday, it was just out of our thought process for the day. So he is low on gas, we run him out to the park for his ball game and I head to get gas myself. I get gas and we are off to take pictures. The whole while talking this up and a positive experience. We drive and drive to find the perfect patch that was accessible. We find it! I park, we get out, I snap THREE shots and I hear, "I gotta go potty!" *sigh* "Can it wait baby?" "no! I really have to go." "But baby, we just got here and all I need is a few more pictures." With a sense of urgency I couldn't ignore, "NO, I GOTTA GO, I GOTTA GO, I GOTTA GO BAD MOMMY!!!" Then comes the crying and the face that expresses a slip has occurred. So we run back to the car, load up and head into town for her to potty in my office building.
We made it just in time. All was well after that, we got good shots and she posed for me almost totally cooperatively. Almost.

the grease pit.

Since I've moved I have fallen more in love with my new house. There's one small, slight, itty-bitty problem. I'm not a fussy person when it comes to looks. Half the time, I wash my hair and go. I CAN NOT do this now that we've moved. Either the water is different or I really need to rinse my hair for 20 minutes.
ugh...I'm starting to have that overall trucker hair resemblence and I'm not liking it. Perhaps I should get my trucker hat to wear to cover my trucker hair. Ugh...it is just too yucky.