about to offend some of you I fear

If you know me at all, you know that I try VERY hard to not be judgemental. This doesn't mean that I never am! Believe me!!!! I have opinions, just like the rest of you! However, I have learned in life, that the things I have always said I would never do, I probably have. The situations I swore I would never be in, I have. The thoughts and idea's I said I would never believe, I have or may. I just find that it is not my place to judge. I am not qualified to say why a person is where they are, what they should do about it. I have thankfully, never been called for jury duty! I am no one's judge. I leave that to a higher power. Someday we will all be judged by someone who knows every breath we have every taken. Until then, it is simply my place to either accept you for who you are or politely decline to have you in my life.

I didn't always feel this way. The "power" of youth giving me free luxury to think I owned the world and had the right to dispel my thoughts, beliefs and idea's on those around me. Like most "kids" I thought I knew the answer to all the problems in the world, why they were there and how to solve them.

Then, thankfully,  I grew up and realized how dreadfully wrong I was.

With all this being said....I have watched my facebook status' updates from various friends and family fill up with various opinions on the tragedy that took place close to home today.

I have seen compassion, sympathy and yep, hatred.

Soapbox level 1........Now, let me stop right here and say..... One of my absolute closest friends is a cop. Additionally, I have many other friends who have spouses that are also in or want to be in Law Enforcement in some fashion. So let me tell you, I am grateful each day of my life for the job they do! It is certainly not a profession that you get into without realizing the risks and not one that any of them choose lightly to be sure. And definitely not one that I would chose (I'm afraid of getting hurt or being yelled at ;)

I am beyond saddened for the families left behind of the fallen police officers today. They are hero's!

Yes, THEY ARE HERO'S! I recognize, understand and accept that it is their job. They took an oath to serve and protect ordinary people with the risk and understanding that some day their badge number could be retired WAY to early. I understand that when they kiss their spouses and kids goodbye or hang up the phone with a friend, that in the blink of an eye, an ordinary night could become their last! They do, on some level, have routine nights and jobs. I also know, that they choose this profession, again, knowing the risks. So, before you say, well they are not really hero's...its part of their job....Let me say this.....EVERY job has risks!!!!! If you think they don't you are wrong! A secretary, while unlikely, could not come home from work at night because someone unbalanced came into their work place full of anger. A routine factory worker could be at the wrong place when a piece of equipment malfunctions. A teacher or teaching assistant could walk into a classroom (unaware) with a student already fueled by anger and in a millisecond have a student holding her by the throat with a pair of scissors at her neck (yep, true story and it did happen to me). A nurse, even with precautions could get poked by the very needle they just used in an HIV patient. Even Mr. Producer has risks with all the airplanes and helicopters he flies in. So make NO MISTAKE....every job has risks. A police officer, fireman, nurse, whatever, know and accept those risks. Yet they can not and do not dwell on them. They do not (usually) choose their profession or deny what they have been called to do because of those risks. They are just people like you and I doing a job they love! With what is usually the very rare chance that something may actually happen to them. The same with their families. It is a risk to be the spouse of someone, regardless of their job! It is a part of loving and accepting a person for who they are AND what they do!!!!!

What happened today, with the death of 2 law enforcement officers, injury of another and subsequent death of the convicted felon in question....is terrible!!!!!! I do NOT condone death! It will always leave families without a precious person in their life!

With soapbox level 1 you should have guessed how saddened I am by the death of these officers!

Soapbox level 2...... As despicable as the convicted felon in question is, and believe me, he had done some things that are beyond imaginable and almost unforgivable, he was still a human being.

***NOW PLEASE KEEP READING BEFORE YOU SEND ME HATE MAIL OR QUIT READING***

I can not find sympathy in me for the death of this man, in and of this man himself. But, let us remember, that this man was someones son, husband, friend. Yes, you could question the parenting that lead him to become the person he was, or you could simply accept that many serial killers were raised in great homes, with loving parents and that we ALL choose the decisions we make!!!!! Yes, you could questions the type of person that would marry or befriend such an individual or you could simply say that, you would politely decline to accept a person who makes those types of decisions in YOUR life.

Again, please understand, I do not condone what this man did. I find most decisions he has made in his life deplorable and beyond my understanding. Yet, he was a person.

Furthermore, I will admit, that while I do not condone death or killing, I am thankful that my tax dollars will not be used to defend and provide for this man that would have died anyway, perhaps years later in prison. I am thankful, that the families of the fallen officers have closure and do not have to sit through months and years of heartbreaking trial. I am not saddened that this man has gone to his eternal resting place.

Soap box 3.... I am however, saddened by the hatred that some have spread today. A few people that I know posted things that were hateful and 1 of them even sent me a beautiful email of apology BEFORE they knew I was going to get on my soapbox,, just simply because they felt bad by saying things they did not believe in and knew that I didn't believe in! (You know who you are, and I was surprised by your email to me, yet proud to call you friend and family that you actually went out of your way to apologize, as I knew you did not have that kind of feelings within you in general).  I KNOW that a hateful situation often brings out hateful feelings in people. That is only human nature! I would be lying if I didn't admit to a moment of hatred myself for what this felon did today and the lives and families he tore apart. Yet, PLEASE stop for a moment friends and family and realize that when you verbally share those feelings of hatred, with even your spouse, let alone a whole public social forum, then you are A) spreading and encouraging those thoughts of hatred and B) giving the person who stirred the hatred more recognition and glamour than they should ever have.
Please think for a moment, that every war, every murder, every hurt, every bombing has been caused by hatred. Granted, your simple rambling on a page where only 100 or so people can read it, all that share your same views mostly, probably won't start a war or bombing or murder....BUT all of these things do have something in common. Of course, you will hate the situation, most people would and do. And yes, you may hate the person that caused it.....yet, sharing the hate only encourages it....some feelings may just be better left in your own head and heart!

side note..... one of the greatest mysteries to me is how people who do not believe in abortion can justify blowing up the clinic thus killing everyone inside??!!!!!!

So, I hope that all my friends, while saddened and maybe even hateful of today's event, don't continue to encourage the hatred by sharing it with others!!!!!

Soapbox out........

To all LEO the world over, thank you! To all my friends and family, I love you! To the families of the fallen officers involved in today's tragedy, my deepest sympathize, prayers and thoughts!

To all my readers, you know I do not "soapbox" often. I typically try to stay more on the light hearted side of life in my blog. If this has offended you and you are politely declining to be a part of my life any longer, I am sorry but I understand and accept your decision!!!!! If you accept me for who I am but don't share my same opinions, I respect that and won't judge you!!! I can agree to disagree!!!!

my rule

I only have 1 rule as a teacher, whether it was my own classroom or subbing....1 rule that I live by....

I will give you the same respect you give me.

The kids "get it" and usually, they are respectful and I rarely have problems.

I often feel like I have this rule in my day to day life. Whether, in my interactions with students, friends, strangers or family, it seems this rule follows me and I see it in my children (yikes!)

Yet, today as I was standing in the kitchen.... (really I don't know why I have other rooms in my house as I seem to rarely get out of the kitchen) I realized that my 1 rule in life has a major flaw.

I don't really want to disrespect people. It's just not typically in my nature. Yes, I do have times where I am mean or short tempered (shocking I know ;) or rude. But really, I don't want to be and always feel bad later.

So, with that being said.....I now have a new rule. Really, it isn't my rule. I didn't make it up, just changing the wording a little. It is the same rule I want my children to inherit, adopt and live by....daily!

I will give you the same respect I WANT you to give me!

Ouch....the wording is pretty similar between the "old" rule and the "new" one, yet the understanding and connotation so different.

It is easy to snap at those we love, trust and know will always be there. Yet, each time we do, the damage, although usually unnoticeable, is done.

So....peeps, please accept my apology for ever treating you poorly before. I know that I will have many other opportunities in my life to apologize, as I am only human and WILL most certainly falter....

But from this day forward, please know that my new years lifetime goal is to ....always treat you with the same respect I want you to treat me with.

Will everyone I know treat me with that respect all the time for the rest of my God given life? NO WAY!!!!!! But, I am vowing to diligently try to not let others disrespect cause me to be the same in return.

And a challenge, for all my avid readers....... Try it for a day.

They say you need to be the change you want to see in others..... so the challenge is yours....take it if you want....I won't be offended or disrespectful if you don't!!!!

But, please keep in mind, that I am pretty sarcastic and smart-assey by nature, with the intent of being funny and not disrespectful.....so please, if you think I am being disrespectful....call me out on it. If you know me at all, you know I will and do say I am sorry and mean it!!!!!!

Love ya all!!!!

A room

with a smell view!!

***Disclaimer.........joyfully, there are NO before pictures***

1 boy + 1 girl = marital bliss + 1 2 bedroom house = domestic bliss + 1 baby boy and a baby girl on the way = remodel and addition.

A couple years of trying to conceive a sibling for Little man and the only result we had conceived was the blueprints for a bigger house. With construction underway (by Mr. Producer himself) for a growing house, a growing belly was soon to be. The end result of this construction would be a Master Suite for the executive producer and his farmer girl wife. I use the term Master Suite loosely as our "little" love shack left no room for a bathroom to be added to this Master Suite no matter how we longed for one! What the master suite lacked in bathroom ability, it would make up for in love! This was to be our room, and our room only! The Little Man that crept into our bed at night would not be permitted to continue his nocturnal wanderings. HAHAHA! It would happen....when a screaming baby arrived on the scene :)

The room built in time to move in with plenty of room for my ever expanding belly and I couldn't have been happier. As time passed, we added an antique cradle to the bedroom...the 2nd clue, our room was not to be our own....for a VERY long time!!!!

The plans made for this cute pink bundle of joy to be moved to her own room very quickly, like night 4 after her birth. Oh, the plans you have before you become a parent!

Amazing girl taught us very quickly that she had her own mind right from the beginning. This would be the first of many battles we lost!

Many, many, many months later (like 9/10) Amazing girl decided that she no longer needed mommy's body as her personal pacifier and went (not without protest) to her own room.

And oh how we celebrated!!!! We were finally ready to have our own room.....kid free (because we may have thought we were done having children)........JUST OURS!!!

Did I mention, we celebrated?

Well, yes and within a couple very short months, the world noticed that we celebrated! The larger I grow (very quickly I might add) the more noticeable it became that we had enjoyed our brief couple of months of privacy!!!!

Resigning ourselves to the acceptance of twins, we began to wonder where we would place 2 sweet, breastfed all night long, squawking, squirming deliveries the stork would be bringing. Which room, Little Mans or Amazing girls would house the 2 creatures? Which room would best provide me the ability to feed them at night, with as much help as I could get? Which room would provide the farthest space away from other children to allow them to sleep through the night?

Well, there really was only one solution.....OURS!

The cradle, much to small for twins, that had just recently been removed was now replaced by a full size crib! OH MY!!!!! We really are having twins, and yes, they really will be living in our house!

So begins the very quick downhill slide of us losing our HAVEN!

Little Momma and The Baby resided in our room for about 6 months, then they were given the boot!

Yet, somehow they never really left and instead were joined by the other 2.

Saturday morning snuggle, tickle and giggle times (yes, people, I am talking about with the kids) were enjoyed and even welcomed. Sick children were placed in our bed, because well honestly, its easier and mommy is lazy :) Nap time snuggles with various offspring were cherished moments. The new puppy would be safest in her crate in our room. Time outs were easier in our room, no toys to play with. TV time alone for Little Man would be rewarded in our room. Bugs getting into the Christmas decorations in the shed, no problem, store it in our room. The old 32" TV would certainly provide more comfortable viewing in our room. My exercise equipment (that gets used all the time...by the kids :) would best be stored in our room. Laundry folded or in the process of, would get thrown on our bed.

You get the idea, our room, became the storage area where we would, after clearing off the bed at night, fall into a dream filled sleep.

I share a 1100sq ft house with 5 other people, a dog and a cat.....I began to LOOOOONG for and NEED a room of my own. We fixed the lock on the door, determine to keep little people out, but they still managed to get in, sometimes being more of an interruption than a welcomed guest.

It would seem the more I longed for my own private retreat, the more they tried to get in. I once again caved and had an open door policy....everything else lived in there, why shouldn't the kids come and go as they pleased too?!

As any of my close friends, that I actually allowed into the inner sanctum of disgust can attest to, our bedroom was in serious need of a make-over!!!!

Mr. Producer has listened to me whine, cry, plead, yell, threaten ask for a while that we please make them go away take our room back!!!!

One day a couple weeks ago, he informs me that he has an anniversary surprise for me that requires me to be out of the house....alone....ALL DAY!!!!! Wooohoooo!!!! I don't even care what the surprise is when he informs me that he wants me to have a manicure, pedicure, lunch and shopping with my friends!!!

As the day in question got closer, little pieces of my surprise were revealed....he wanted my input on a new comforter set (to replace the one that had been "colored" on with permanent marker by "not me") and he might have let it slip that he was putting in new carpet (to replace what the dog though of as her potty training pad) and oh ya, he is building something?! I am giddy, elated and curious at the thought of getting new sheets and carpet that doesn't carry the fragrance of urine and something my master woodworker is building. Again, I whine, cry, plead, threaten ask him to please let me in on the surprise! He does NOT cave! So, wait I must!

Boy oh boy, the wait was so worth it!!!!!!

Below are pictures of the product of my surprise....

We have a new policy, with a door that actually locks.....NO KIDS ALLOWED......Let me repeat this in case you missed it the 1st time around.......NO CHILDREN, KIDS, OFFSPRING, RUGRATS ALLOWED. Even our friends, after the initial inspection, will NOT BE ALLOWED!!! Sorry guys, I love you all, but this is finally my haven, my retreat, my resort room (minus the maid). Quite honestly, I may never come out (except for the bathroom)....yep, I may even have to kids pass me food under the door.

All I can say is this.....yes, Mr. producer designed and built the furniture (headboard, dresser and nightstands) himself! and Yes, IT IS PERFECT AND BLISSFUL AND HEAVENLY AND I AM IN LOVE!!!! (and I may or may not have burst into tears when I saw it)



I quit

Dear chaosx4 family,

Please accept this letter of resignation dated today, January 17, 2011.

Effective immediately, I am tendering my resignation as your maid, referee, taxi, laundress and yep, even cook.

I hereby delegate my duties to anyone willing to overtake them. Should no one apply for this position, as shocking as that would be, I declare you old enough to be the supervisors of said jobs yourself.

It has taken me many years to accept that perhaps I am no longer fit or was ever really qualified for this position.

To anyone looking to accept this position in my absence, please be aware that the hours are long, there is no salary, very limited benefits and rare gratitude's of thanks.

You will need to begin immediately, and even when you think the day is done, one of them are bound to need you in some capacity even in the middle of the night. They will need you to be willing to wash about 8 loads of laundry a week, prepare 3 meals a day and 2 snacks, transport them to fun events, school and church. Referring will be a HUGE portion of your day. There will be many he said/she said/he did/she did rumors through out the day, that can be taxing to even the most patient of people. You will be required to remember where shoes, clothes, toys and even homework you did not wear, see, touch or do have been left and to find said items as you are walking out the door, in the rain, with no coffee. In addition to no salary, you will always have to have immediate cash on hand for borrowed lunch money for milk and ice cream, in spite of the fact that you did pack them a lunch. You will also be asked numerous times for candy, gum and other unmentionables they know full well they may not have. You will no longer engage in conversation, but rather your vocabulary will consist of simple questions, such as: was that kind? Do you need to use the restroom? Where is your brother or sister? Has anyone let the dog out to go potty? Who drew on the wall? do you have and where is your homework, agenda, planner? Could someone please help so and so? Do you need a spanking? Are you listening and did you hear me?

I will continue to reside in the residence of employment and will be willing to answer any questions you may have. However, you can easily ask your employees as at ages 9, 5, and almost 4, they seem to know and have the answers to everything.

It is with my deepest regret that I have to hand in this resignation. I have tried my hardest day after day to be more than just an average executive. I have provided ample time for play, for extracurricular activities, for learning, for discipline, for giving and most certainly for loving. I have taxied the employees in question to numerous parties, sporting events, school functions, play dates and church services.

I have tried to instill good values, polite manners and a love of humanity in them. I have tried numerous times to show them the beauty in being quiet.

Please be advised though that these are hard employees to teach and train, an attribute that they may find useful later in life, but difficult to deal with as they are growing (between you and I , I am pretty sure they get this from their paternal side of the family ;)

I wish you all the best in your new endeavor and look forward to watching you with them in action.

Please understand that they are wonderful employees. They are cute with a great sense of humor. They can be very intuitive, understanding when you have reached your limit, they will often "step-up" and perform admirably. When they want to, they can be kind, helpful, loving almost angelic even. They are very lovable, they do say please and thank you often, even yes and no ma'am and sir. They have the cutest grins, they sing well, have I mentioned they are funny? No, actually they are hilarious. They will make you laugh often and much!!!! They also give THE BEST hugs and kisses and cuddles.........................................

On second thought....they may be sloppy, they may not appreciate folded laundry or clean dishes, but what they lack in those departments, they make up for in love.....................

So, sorry to disappoint any applicants rushing to the door to take over my unpaid, sometimes unappreciated executive position, but I have decided to recant my resignation!

Happy Anniversary Mr. Producer

Laying in bed listening to you softly snore and watching you sleep. I can't help but think I am a lucky girl!


With every couple friend we have that gets divorced I can't help but reflect on our marriage.

It is not perfect, Lord knows sometimes it seems its been equal parts work and love. But, truthfully, there is no one else I would rather work at and love with than you!

Sometimes I think of all the things we have not in common and wonder what we do.

And then it hits me... does it really matter?

I relax by playing on the computer or reading, you by watching tv.
I am more assertive...take charge, you are more laid back.
I am more social...outgoing, you are more introverted...a homebody.
I am more practical day to day, you are more of a dreamer.
I am more concrete, you are more abstract.

Yet, in spite of these differences, we have something in common that is more important than our children even... We have our love of each other!


And in the end, that is what it is all about. Being in love with each other! Everything else is just a bonus!

I love you, when we agree and when we don't, when we are happy and fun and when life gets in the way, when we are being silly or when we are being serious, when we are rich (ok maybe that hasn't happened yet but it will someday:) or when we are poor, when you are home or away...

Thank you for 13 wonderful years and for giving me the most beautiful perfect space ever in which to celebrate, relax and enjoy!!!!

I LOVE YOU, I hope you never doubt that and always know just how very much I DO!

I am the master of.....

1-4-11

Today was the day. I woke up full of excitement at getting to go back to alma mater to start my masters degree...even if the visit was only a check-in with my academic adviser. I got dressed, yep jeans and a t-shirt...hey I am a college student again after all, dropped off the kids and headed to the interstate. My confidence was high! I spent a couple years there, sure I expected some changes, but i am the mother of 4 kids so I'm not easily intimidated :) The drive there was a piece of cake, my swagger wagon did it on almost autopilot. I'm minding my own business, radio loud, I may or may not have been singing along :) I pull into what used to be my standard parking area and this is where I realize some things might have changed!!

#1....parking is now all metered....gulp, no more free parking, man this education is getting more expensive, I wonder if the cost of parking there night after night, week after week, can be added to my financial aid. Alrighty then, I pull into a parking space, oblivious to the fact that one of my greedy snot noses fab 4 has swiped almost all the change I had for milk at school. CRAP...... Do the meters take pennies? Ok, no sweat, my mother always taught me to keep a quarter in my wallet for an emergency phone call....from a pay phone, does anyone else remember those or am I dating myself? And yeppers, I still have one!!!! So I scrounge together a few nickles, maybe a lowly dime and I am good to go. This meeting better be quick...I got 45 minutes in my meter!

Obstacle 1.....OVERCOME!

Purse and school bag on my shoulder, swagger wagon doors shut (if you know me at all, having all 4 door actually shut can be a pretty big deal) and locked, confidence still high, off I go to Master the world!

#2 VERY BAD change.....there is a chick-fil-a...on campus...connected to the education building.... and we have already established that I HAVE to bring money weekly to pay for parking.....OH THIS isn't going to be good, just another "cost of education" to add to my financial aid!!!!

obstacle 2.....ignore Chick-fil-a sign (at least until after end of February)

#3 Um, wait a minute, where do I go now since they changed and added LOTS of new buildings? Ok, I will not look like a lost lonely student...I can conquer this. I look up and yes the education building, is still the education building...whew!

obstacle #3.....no problem!

#4 I arrive at my second floor destination by way of the stairs...yep, getting my exercise...really I did see the elevator and choose to NOT use it! I locate the correct room and door. I am greeted and introduce myself....only to discover that I am 45 minutes early.....W.H.A.T?????? Since when am I early for anything?? Okay, wait, way to make a great first impression, maybe it will never come out that I am a crazy mother of 4!! OH NO!!!!! I only have 45 minutes in my parking meter.....do I admit this or sit quietly and wait it out hoping I will get called early or at the very least no one will notice my expired meter?

obstacle #4...hope for the best and text to pass the time :)

#5 I am NOT called back early and I will NOT worry about it! I am finally called back, confidence still in check and worry over yet another added education cost in the form of a ticket, replaced by excitement to finally be advised. I walk in to the inner chambers of my academic advisor with her doctorate degree. I have my classes precisely picked out for the best nights of child care and activities and scheduling! Dum, Dum, Dum.... the classes I have picked, while they have no mandatory prereq....it is STRONGLY advised that I take the unofficial prereq. 1 online class and 1 classroom class. AW MAN! Mr. Producers schedule is best right now for 2 classroom classes.

Obstacle # 5...learn how to drop/add classes quickly!! This is just a minor setback!!

On the plus side, I love my academic advisor and never once think of the incurring parking ticket I am sure awaits me!

#6 Time to talk money... There is a grant for people like me (no, not old mothers of 4 who decided to go back to school because they are dorks not being challenged by 3rd grade fractions)!!!! Woohoooo.....free money baby!!!! (Side note, I still have yet to pay a penny for undergrad loans on account of Mr. Producer and I have both never worked at the same time since we decided to embark on the joyous journey of parenthood....hint, hint...next blog entry in the making). So even bigger Wooohoooo free money baby because I need more student loans like I need more kids!... Oh, dear Farmer girl (no, My AA does not call me this :) I am so sorry, but while your 3.7 GPA here at the university was beyond impressive, your I'm an early 20 something and don't care about these classes at JC GPA, was a little less than impressive. This grant takes into account your overall GPA, so I am very sorry, but you do not qualify!

Obstacle #6 Guess, I;ll be too busy paying off my students loans to actually help my own children through college....sorry guys!

Meeting adjourned, schedule mapped out for the next year. My academic advisor has increased my faltering confidence by accolades of my GPA at the university my determination to accomplish all goals in spite of having a life.

I nervously head out to my car, by way of Chick-fil-a (which happens to be closed, thankfully) because I may need a "make me feel better" treat. And holy, holy, holy...the miracle of all miracles... I have NOT been issued a ticket on my much expired meter!!!

Excitement rebounding, I call Mr. Producer to tell him all about my day. I am at least a Master of the drive there and home, if nothing else. I have done this so many times, I can do it with my eyes closed, so I can certainly talk and drive..... Or maybe NOT!

#7 I am so busy chatting my dear husbands ear off, that I miss the HUMONGOUS signs that say exit now, and I end up going across the bridge to the other side of the bay!!!!!!

Obstacle #7...I don't know whether to laugh, cry or quit at this point! Someone just point me to home and my babies, where they won't know my mistakes and still think I am the Master of our home!

From my little city to a bigger city to yet an even bigger one to home....from confidence, to unsure to embarrassment to confidence again... From I am making the right decision to I don't even know what I am cooking tonight for dinner let alone to what I will be doing in 2 years to making the right decision again....I AM HOME! I see the house where my babies are safely tucked inside away from the cold and I can not wait to hug them and not be reminded of the mistakes I made.

I walk in the door, arms wide open to Little Momma, who instead of saying hi mom, says....Did you go over the bridge and you forgot to bring my bike!!!!!

Once again, I am reminded that I am the Master of nothing, that life is a constant learning process, but one that despite its many obstacles, I dearly love and embrace!!!!!

If you have hung in there this long and are still reading, then you, my friend ARE the Master of either love, reading or boredom!!!

goodbye 2010

The anticipation of a new year always brings out the "do better" in all of us. Everyone makes resolution based on things they want to improve...lose weight, work less, laugh more, etc. While these thoughts sound wonderful on Dec 30, 31, Jan 1 and maybe even 2nd. By the 3rd, usually we have all fallen back into the same routine. While this is never an intentional decision, it just happens. And truthfully, there is nothing wrong with that. Half of self improvement comes from recognizing our weakness and accepting them.
I personally always make resolutions and well just as consistently fail to follow through with them! Its ok, i still make them and laugh.
2010 brought many good memories, lots of times with friends and family. We had many visits from the tooth fairy, many gray hairs added in the process of being a football mom and parent of a very rambunctious, curious 3 yr old boy, lots of laughs from the animation, antics and attitudes of my sweet daughter...yes i can laugh at their attitudes because i know they get them from me and i can see how ridiculous i look :) All the fab 4 kids are in school. This is bittersweet for me to say the least. Everything about my kids growing and learning is bittersweet! 2010 also brought a busier schedule for Mr. Producer and a return to the work force for me. Our schedules are busy and crazy and there is no way we could do it without the help of awesome family and friends. We are truly blessed.....and havent lost a kid yet ;)
2011 will bring with it an increase in the craziness. The health freak in me is training for a half marathon which i will attempt to survive the end of February. The nerd in me has been itching for some time to do homework harder than 3rd grade spelling and math.....so off to college i go...again. like so many things in life i swore i would never do, i am returning to my alma mater. 2011 will not see me graduate from there, im saving that for 2013...hey i gotta have something to talk about then!
For all of you...2010 brought some changes and 2011 will bring many more...some good, some bad. But if you're reading this than the one constant has been you being a part of our chaos! And we are glad for that!
2010 was a great year. Not perhaps the best ever, but definitely a great one. However, i am ready to start anew, resolutions made with every attempt to forget them in 3 days...so bring on 2011.

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