Say with me now..... Stir Crazy!!!

I don't do well locked up in tight confined spaces. It really is a fear of mine to be somewhere without food. Have no fear if you are ever trapped in a elevator with me, you'd better believe it that I will have a granola bar, some sort of chocolate bar, and probably a 44 oz Diet Coke somewhere within site. 

With that being said, being trapped at home hasn't been the easiest thing. If I could have I would have waited until Olivia was in the 5th Grade during her Maturation Program and had her teacher talk briefly about the BIG GIRL POTTY!  Honestly being at home for so long, I know I know it's been three days, was what was holding me back. 

Truth be told it's not been that bad! I have spent more time with my O, quality time. Playing games, laughing in her bed, dancing around in panties (Just her of course I wouldn't want to scare the neighbors). I love this little girl. She keeps me going. She keeps me sain. She keeps me from losing it everyday.  I love you sweetie!!

Pro's of Potty Training. 
#1 No more uneventful trips to Costco where I spend $75 on Wipes and Diapers, no I can fun things what that mula!
#2 Seeing her cute bum prance around the house. I think she's tired of me pinching it.

Con's of Potty Training
#1 The whole house smells like pee!
#2 I am not sure if what I am stepping in sometimes is pee or spilled apple juice.

Note to self..... When you have to clean up poop and pee for days on end. I don't recommend Tootsie Rolls as a reward for keeping panties clean. To much of a resemblance!!

one fine day!

Today I'm trying to look on the bright side of life. After hearing this awful story about a young 29 year old mother of two (one of which is a 4 month old) was killed in a accident.  I hate death. I hate tragedies. I hate when life takes sudden turns. Such drastic turns.  I always think about death, I mean everyday I do, sick right?

Maybe it has something to do with losing a best friend at 19.  I always ask Casey what he would do if I died. I think about what I would do if I didn't have him. He gets so frustrated that I even think about it, but I can't help it.  My biggest fear is that I would have regrets, Regrets that I spent to much time worrying about things I didn't say, or things I did say. Regrets that I have spent to much of my time worrying about those who have hurt, offended, or judged me. I know it's impossible to life your life without any regrets, but hey does thinking about it count?

Its days like today that make me want to bottle up time and savor those moments, yes even those moments when I have cheese blended into my shirt and boogers on my leg.  Its days like today when a shower seems to much of a burden or hassle, ha ha or I like to use that excuse. Can't ya tell from the picture? Gotta love lazy days!