Life is a highway...

Life can be hectic and crazy at times, but in our house we love chaos, we love living life in the fast lane going 75 m.p.h. only to realize your exit is a 1/4 mile away and you have to get across three lanes (growing up in Houston this is relatively normal).

Sometimes we have to remind each other and ourselves to S-T-O-P and take a break, which is what we are doing today. Daddy took today off and we are going to do absoluetly nothing. He has had a busy and rough last 7 days and for a calm easy going guy, Wednesday night he looked tired and ready for a break. We "discussed" him taking a day off and resting, and while he was resistent at first it is now 10:31 a.m. and he is still in his jammies enjoying his day with his daughter and declaring he is thrilled to be home. We love having daddy home and I love seeing him relaxed by Monday he will be ready to go back to work rested.

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This morning daddy asked us what we would like for breakfast and Claire declared "BISCUITS" so daddy reached in the fridge and grabbed a can of biscuits and she went POSTAL! She threw herself on the floor kicking and screaming that she didn't want canned biscuits she wanted "Strawberry Biscuits", we were trying to interpret "temper tantrum" when she finally screamed her way to the pantry and opened it and pointed to the Bisquick box. I informed her those were rasberries, but she still said she wanted him. ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? Daddy said you could tell that she has "The Woodlands blood" in her since she refused canned biscuits. We pick our battles at our house and this was one we didn't feel was worth the fight so she got them from scratch.....but we picked her plate!

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I was unable to get my 2 miles in today or yesterday, because my neighbors step-mother was in and today was family day but Monday we are back in the swing of things. I can really tell a difference just in the last few weeks. There are times when I admit I would rather be sleeping or laundry but I feel so much better when I get home. Keep praying that I keep pressing on and I dont stop.

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Tomorrow is the block party...................next year when I start thinking of doing this again...remind me of this year and make sure I have lots of help! I am STRESSED out of my mind that something awful is going to go wrong but J keeps reminding me at this point if it goes wrong it goes wrong. I am trying to remember that. It should be fun and I hope we have a good turn out....stay tuned I will let you know how it all goes down!