Phew.
I am really proud of how sweaty my shirt is right now. I busted my butt at the gym tonight. I am rethinking my choice of apparel for my bottom half. I wore dark gray sweat pants. Hmm, those things don’t hide the sweat that well, and the sweat on pants just isn’t as impressive as the sweat on a t-shirt.
I don’t know why I needed to get that out there. I haven’t blogged in forever and I just thought I’d jump right into sweaty crotch syndrome.
Speaking of sweating, the summer is slipping away. Nooooooo! I haven’t been blogging because I’ve been far too busy having a happy summer with my wee ones while Courtland slaves away at his math class and his job.
Remember that time I went on a ridiculously fun trip with my 2 bffs? It’s that time again!!! I don’t think Portland is ready for this jelly. We have many exciting things planned for this trip including a river cruise which I’m really really hoping is similar to the booze cruise from The Office. Meaning I hope I have a tender moment with Jim out on the deck. Just kidding Court!
I got a camera, so that’s good. I bought it on ebay and so far it’s been a champ. AND Victoria suddenly allows me to take her picture. She used to not be very excited about that. And she’s so adorable so I take 10 pictures of her every day. I’m also trying to get lots of little videos of the funny stuff she says like “That’s not very nice” and “I okay!” I swear overnight that kid talks in big grown up sentences. I wouldn’t give her something she wanted tonight and she said “you just made me so sad.” Holy heartbreak.
I mean really.
And then there’s this little goofball. I love this picture. Blessed with my very sensitive eyes, we got this cute cute shot all lined up and Charlotte just couldn’t pry her eyeballs open.

2 comments:
Counting down the minutes til you get your sweaty buns here!!
I run around our park and I can just feel the people glaring at my sweaty pants and thinking I peed them.
Those are great pics. Very corn-ball-ish and funny.
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