Since my child was diagnosed on Wednesday with his second double-ear infection of 2010, this is what my (four day) weekend consisted of:

And there was snow, too.  And did I mention he's cutting three molars at the moment? Hopefully I'll manage to post some of those soon.  I am SUCH a procrastinator!  Actually, when I get home, my priorities completely swap.  I cram as much time with Carter into his few remaining waking hours as I can, manage to fix and/or eat dinner and do a tiny bit of relaxing before my eyes start closing on their own.  The computer is the last thing on my mind most days... I'll try to make a point to post some pictures though.  I haven't even documented my one year old, much less my (now) 13.5 month old.  Bah.

Good LORD woman!

Here is where you can all say how great I look, all the while saying to yourselves how HUGE I am. And my boobs? The HORROR! They've already grown one cup size and are well on their way to the next. But, I don't even know what size that is!!! Either way, here I am. I just took this picture in my office and made a point to tuck my shirt under my boobs so as to show the "full picture". Oh the shame.

As for that bitch, Ike- we survived no worse for the wear. We lost two trees, but they were on either side of the house and down the road a bit. Below is a picture of one.

We lost power Saturday morning and it came back on about 3am Sunday. We didn't think things were too bad until we decided to go to town looking for gas for C's truck (since the do-do brought it home empty) around 2:30 Saturday afternoon. Goodness gracious! There were trees uprooted EVERYWHERE and the nearest big little town only had sporadic power. Leave it to Walmart to be the only joint in town with gas though. Lowe's was doing major business, too! We drove to Shreveport Saturday night to see a movie and kill time since we knew once it got dark, we would have NOTHING to do. That drive was pretty interesting too and we saw more than one tree mangled in power lines. It's also very eerie to know where two huge truckstops are but for them to be pitch black. We did "cleanup" yesterday which consisted of two trailers full of limbs from the yard, but nothing from the roof which was a miracle!

About 2:30 this morning, I woke to C yelling at his dog and popping the fire out of her ass. Seems she got into the partially open trashbag in the kitchen (lesson learned for everyone involved). Little did I know the level of destruction of "Hurricane Kit".

Please ignore the portion with the blue "x" as that's trash which NEEDS to be taken to the dump by my fabulous fiance. It's only been there a week or more.

So, that's about all the updates I've got for now. I best get to work. What's going on with y'all?

Hurricane Ike, the bastard

Why am I not surprised?

Easter is always cold... I can't remember a warm one. My dress is always short-sleeved and I'm always cold in church. Ugh. I guess I have no one to blame but myself, but you'd think I'd learn after 28 Easters.


Now, I'm debating driving back to my apartment to snag a sweatshirt. And a jacket for church.

Meet Leroy

This is what happens when my boyfriend gets home early. And there's snow. Three inches of it.

Let it snow?

For those of you who wanted to see a picture of my car, here it is covered in snow. In freakin' March. In Texas.




























Talk about a surprise after opening the door this morning!

Blues.

On a day like today, I sure miss my parking garage in Dallas. And a garage at my apartment wouldn't be a bad thing either.