I *HEART* San Diego!

Despite agonizing over our own verson of "Decision '08" it seems the choice is clear.  We have been swimming, outside, for 4 days in a row.  It's February.

Now I'm really not trying to rub it in for those of your who are scraping snow from your cars and sidewalk, I'm only trying to reinforce my recent insanity, with solid evidence that 

THIS ROCKS!

On my recent trip to Colorado I saw this:

And this:

For my snowy friends, you can laugh at us during "May Gray" and "June Gloom."  But for now, I say a family that wears flip flops together, stays together.  :)

My New Life

If you're wondering why I'm a little low on posts ... welcome to my new world of PACKING!

(This is a great way to get boxes, if anyone ever needs them.  They even plant a tree if you so choose.)

Rock The Vote!

It's Working!

Thank you to our friends who signed my insanity petition either in type script, or in their hearts.  It's working!  I received an email today that the house has a potential family.  Keep us in mind until they sign on the dotted line.  

In the meantime thanks Mom.  You never are too old to need words of encouragement from a Mom.  Here is a great story she sent to me yesterday that you might want to share with your little ones.

A Discouraging Croak

A group of frogs were hopping through the woods, and two of them fell into a deep pit. When

the other frogs saw how deep the pit was, they told the two frogs that they were as good as

dead. The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump out of the pit with all their might. The

other frogs kept yelling at them telling them to stop, that they were as good as dead. Finally, one of the frogs

took heed to what the other frogs were saying and gave up. He fell down and died. The other frog

continued to jump as hard as he could. Once again, the crowd of frogs yelled at him to stop the

pain and just die. He jumped even harder and finally made it out. When he got out, the other frogs

asked, “Did you not hear us?” The frog explained to them that he was deaf. He thought they were

cheering for and encouraging him the entire time.

 

Remember, never underestimate how powerful a few words of kindness and encouragement can be.

Dear Universe, Please Forgive My Change of Heart and Let my Family Stay in San Diego, and Tell my Husband I'm Sorry for Being Neurotic and HELP!

In honor of my melting, chaotic, confused, hopeful and desperate brain, I type today to ask for help.

As I shared my hectic drama with a friend I said, "Ugh.  I had the worst week ever."  

She bluntly and poignantly said, "No you didn't.  You'll have worse."  So there.  

So here's what we know:  

FACT:

Our house is in escrow.  I need to start packing.  We *will* move somewhere.

FACT:

I signed a lease in Colorado.  A legally binding document says we should live there.

FACT:

I don't want to live there.

FACT:

I should have thought of that *BEFORE* selling this house.

FACT:

A woman is entitled to changing her mind.

FACT:

We belong here.  Friends and family warmly approve of my recent insanity.

FACT:

My husband, ummm, not so much.  He probably would love to trade me in for a newer model. Perhaps one who follows through on big family commitments, one who doesn't pull out in the 9th inning, one who doesn't think so much with her gut (i.e. heart and intuition), and rather with logic and reasoning.

FACT:

Until Colorado lady rents the house to another family, we're stuck.

So here's my favor.  Please put it out there, call it wishful thinking, power of the mind, tools of The Secret, prayer, meditation, or a Petition to God.  Get that house in Boulder rented so that we can stay home!

5 Minutes

Here's a snippet of my life this morning.  Sound familiar?

"Can you wipe my bottom?"

"I had it first."

"I love you a hundred times.  Is that a lot?"

"Can I watch a show?"

"Mommy, look at my poop.  It looks like a rocket."

"Will you color with me?"

"Daddy's taking me to the toy store."

"Mommy.  I love you."

"I want you to get off your computer now."

"I'm hungry."

"How do you say 'jump' in Spanish?"

"I'm still hungry."

"I need another muffin."

"Why?"

"Why?"

"WHY?"

"Because why?"

"I have a boogy."

"Please."

"Please Mommy."

"That's potty talk."

"I don't want to."

"How can we make soup?"

"Where's my bear-bear?"

"My toothbrush is in my blankets."

"Can you get my blankie."

"Right now."

"Please."

"I'm a baby crocodile."

"You need to be a Mommy crocodile."

"I need to go potty."

"I was there first."

"MOMMY"

"I love you."

What was your morning like?

I'm Blushing and Distracted

Well, I received the perfect distraction from the "Moving Dilemma." I must be pretty darn proud of it too, seeing as the photo is the size of a doorknob, not a thumbnail. My first award!

Thanks so much to Laskigal at From the Cheap Seats for passing along this award. I'm honored and touched. Nice to have readership follow the drama with us, huh? Please check her out. She is Sincere, Silly, Sarcastic, Sweet, and a SAHM of a Special little Sweetheart boy (alliteration is something she digs).

The award says that I shall Spread the Love to 10 of my faves. No problem. (Some of these have been awarded the love already. But one can never have too much love.) Check out these brilliant minds:

* My Mom at This is Trish's Blog

* Cheri at Blog This Mom

* My little brother Henry at Henry's Thing-a-ma-jig

* Mrs. G at Derfwad Manor

* Misty at Starting From Scratch

* Aaryn Belfer

* Amy at Every Day with the Kellys

* GirlyMom at The Red Door

* Marlys at A New Life Begins

* Claudia and David at The Happy Hermans (Okay this one is in German, which I can't read, but they have great photos, and I know the guy. I make up my own words for it.)

Visit these site for all kinds of inspiration.