Can I have some?

welcome to my blog.

a place to post. a place to eat oreos. a place to vent. a place to heal.

i started this blog so i could use a different outlet besides munching on fattening oreos. as if that has done any good... *mind wanders to oreo package in the house...*

then i realized that oreos can be semi symbolic. if you are are that crazy about oreos that is. which... i am.

eating oreos is therapeutic for me. when i am struggling or when i need a pick me up. they have chocolate. and sugar. both of which help lift my mood. not to mention that i eat them soaked with milk, which is my miracle drink.

i post my posts to not only get stuff out. there may be people who read my blog who have been in the same kind of situations as i have. i hope reading them and knowing that others have gone through things like i have, will be to you what eating oreos does to me.


and yes. i didn't capitalize anything in here. i just felt like it. deal with it.


munch up.

Saturday, July 16, 2011

2 weeks and 3 reunions later...

I am very tired. And ready to be in my own house. We are all sick of our wonderful car who kept us from dying on a 50 mile+ dirt (ATV worthy) road. There were a total of 3 throw ups within our crazy expeditions, two we had to clean up as they were from Goof Ball, and Bug is old enough to know when he is going to puke, and we have been accustomed to keeping a puke bucket in the car. One of the throw ups was in our new car seat.

Course, all these things could be their own post, but I will try to narrow them down within the three different reunions. I am currently too tired to do more than this quick summary.

I will update you all when I find the energy. Which may be a month from now... ^_^

1 comment:

the mathematician said...

Welcome back! It was nice spending time with you guys!

Another tip on throw-up prep - gallon size ziploc bags. I keep a few in my diaper bag, but the car's a good idea too! Then, you can just huck them after they've been used.