For Those Of You With Wee Ones....

My sister, Jaclyn, has pretty stinkin' adorable kids. I know I'm biased, but really. ADORABLE.

Anyhoo, Jaclyn's kids are often winners of the best dressed award amongst children in their age group. Well, there isn't such a thing, but if there were such a thing, THEY WOULD WIN IT.

Jaclyn has a passion for shopping for her babies. And she finds some great stuff at great prices. And you know what she's decided? She's decided to shout her findings from the rooftops!

And what rooftop would that be?

WHY, A BLOG, OF COURSE!!!!

Ladies, if you need clothing ideas for your childrens, look no further:

http://shoppingformylittleloves.blogspot.com/

GO. Marvel at the cuteness.

I Have Blog Problems

In the last 48 hours I have started and deleted no less than 7 blog posts.

I get 3 paragraphs in and then I think to myself, "Self, this is stupid and no one wants to read it. Not even yourself, self".

Sometimes I worry about myself.

So now I'm just typing. Typing aimlessly.

Let's just start with what I've done since I left work:

1. Spent an hour and $63 in the HEB.

2. Finished singing "In My Arms" by Plumb on the radio before I got out of my car. I had a really good harmony that I wanted to sing.

3. Made red beans and rice with sausage.

4. Opened the lid to some "Cornbread Made From Scratch" (that's what it says on the label) that I purchased from the good people at HEB. Usually I make my own cornbread (and by "make my own cornbread" I mean "follow directions on the Jiffy box") but I was what I like to call FAMISHED and felt that cooking cornbread would take far too long. (And by "far too long" I mean "9 to 13 minutes").

5. Watched Oprah to see Jerry Seinfeld's wife (random) share some easy recipes "for normal people" which involved stuffing a whole chicken with lemon and rosemary and then tying the chicken's legs together with string. Guess I'm not normal.

6. Ate the food with my husband while watching Biggest Loser.

7. Did some Pilates while watching the Biggest Loser.

8. Talked to my friend Liz on gmail chat.

9. Sent out the weekly prayer request mass email for our Sunday School class.

10. Attempted to write a blog post.

11. Deleted the above-referenced blog post.

12. Hit the "Wrinkle Care" button on my dryer to take care of the clothing I failed to remove from the dryer last night.

13. Folded and put away the above-referenced clothing.

14. Dishes, yo.

15. Cleaned the countertops.

16. Sat my booty down on the couch and decided to stop trying to be creative with the blog and just start typing and see what happens.

17. Blogged while watching the news.

18. I am not at peace with leaving a list on an odd number so this is number 18 just because.

I do hope you enjoyed this post since it took 8 tries to come to fruition.

Also, Jennifer, I saw your comment in my last post. Tim Crane is... well that's a different story for a different day. Perhaps I'll write a blog about it. But for now, it's a mystery...

Always, Sometimes, Never

I ALWAYS...

Set two alarms in the morning...
Shampoo, Condition, Face Wash, Shave, Body Wash... IN THAT ORDER...
Wait too long to do the laundry...
Sing harmony to every song I hear...
Say "I love you" when ending phone calls with friends and family...
Cry when singing "In Christ Alone"...
Think of Lindsee when I hear songs with big notes with big harmonies...
Watch "The Soup" on Friday nights...
Think about what I'm going to eat for my next meal...
Enjoy the queso at Chili's...
Say thank you...SINCERELY.... when a man opens a door for me...
Read the Society section of the Chronicle on Sundays to read about the weddings.....
Talk too much...
Listen to Mike & Susan in the morning....
Have color on my toes...
Play songs in the key of D when I'm making something up....
Want to buy another candle....


I SOMETIMES...
Eat french fries without ketchup...
Feel like watching golf...
Miss highschool...
Use fancy face creams...
Love my job....
Wipe the kitchen countertops before I go to bed...
Wish I still did musical theater...
Embarass myself...
Call Moxie "The Buddy"...
Lay in bed before work and surf the internet on my Blackberry....
Wish I were taller....
Check sitemeter to learn how people found my blog...
Crave a salad...
Know what I'm going to blog about before I start typing...

I NEVER...

Think I look tan...
Cook steaks (Grant does)...
Have long nails...
Go to bed before 10:00...
Enjoy watching World Series of Poker...
Get tired of being Grant's wife...
Understand how the stock market works...
Claimed to be good at math or science...
Get mustard or mayonaise on a burger or a sandwich...
Have been to Hawaii...
Like the Swiffer commercials...
Drink enough water...

**This post inspired by Annalee**

Don't Give Up On Us, Baby...

The empty screen. It's always so daunting when I go to write a new blog post. I come to the window, and the cursor flashes at me, waiting to get some letters that run across the screen.

It's scary though, sometimes. Especially when I have nothing to say. There are times when I'm in the car and I write an entire blog in my head, and then I just sit and the computer and recite it. No worries, it's all there.

But then there are times when that flashing cursor seems to say to me "Say something meaningful" or "This probably isn't going to be one of your best" or "I have a feeling this isn't going to be funny at all".

Something has happened lately where I just don't feel like I have much to say that is of any value. I love blogging because I love writing. I love creative writing. I love the casual feel of writing about the mundane.

But I've had some great posts as well... I love to go back and read blogs from years past and see where I've been and what I've felt. I always feel like I wrote with meaning.

Comfort & Joy was a turning point for me. I was really growing up alot when I wrote that post and I often go back and read it to remind myself of a few things.

Home is Here is another post that just poured out of me one day.

This post was about a Cajun adventure that I had that will go down in history as one of the funniest experiences of my life.

The Way It Is is a post about marriage that was inspired by an episode of The Bachelor. I get inspiration from all kinds of places, y'all.

But as I sit here at my desk this lovely Friday, I feel uninspired and not very creative.

And sometimes I feel like y'all get tired of me going on and on about my snuggie. The mundane is great, but sometimes I feel like I need to be writing meatier things and I am just fresh out of ideas. I don't have any meat to give you right now.

For now, all I can say is, thank you for reading. I've been doing this for almost 4 years now, and I've loved every minute of it. It means alot to me that I have "readers" and I love thinking of new things to write to all of you. I hope you continue to stick around and read even though I don't have anything interesting to say right now. Don't give up on me yet!