My True Happiness

Monday, January 24, 2011

I Have to Take Some of the Blame

There was a moment one morning when I thought to myself, "Self, things are REALLY quiet. Should I go and see what they are up to, or should I enjoy the peace and quite?"

I chose wrong.

As I walked out of my bedroom (from finally getting to clean it in peace and quiet), I thought that something smelled awfully nice. When I rounded the corner into the family room, I saw him.

Then I looked over at his room, and saw a thick white fog coming out of it. When I walked in, I found this . . .

Along with her.

Have you ever seen a more guilty face? I think our conversation went something like this -  "AVRIE!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT DID YOU DO!?!" (can you tell I wasn't using my quiet voice). "WHAT!?! HOW? ------ WWWWWWWHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYY!?!" "WE JUST WENT OVER THIS YESTERDAY. YOU CANNOT OPEN THE BABY POWDER AND DUMP IT EVERYWHERE!!!!!" "WHY DID YOU DO IT??????"

Avrie - "Because it was fun."

This is when I knew I was in trouble. She got in trouble the day before for dumping it on the end table. So . . . she knew it was wrong and chose to "have fun" in spite of it.

They emptied 1 extra large, and 1/2 of a medium sized bottle of baby powder all over his room. She didn't stop at the dresser, or toys, or themselves. She opened his closet and shook the powder all over his clothes. It was up the wall, all over the curtains, and the carpet was covered in a white haze.

He sneezed baby powder for two days.

On the bright side - my house smelled yummy, and it wasn't poop.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Finally when I have a resolve to blog again . . . I get so frustrated that I want to throw my computer out the window! I would update more if it wasn't so stinking difficult. I completely understand that my ripe old age of 35 puts me in the 'computer illiterate' category. Or the 'everything will take you twice as long' category, but HOLY SMOKES I really thought that I could figure this thing out.

ANYWAY - for those who don't frequent Facebook, I have started a Photography blog. Drastic times call for drastic measures, so ready or not, I am starting.

You can find it at  This is when I am glad my last name only has 4 letters. That alone is a hand full to type.

I AM going to post again before the year is through!! Sadly, if I don't write it down here, it doesn't get written down. So it is a matter of NEED!