Happy Monday

By | July 23, 2012

Well, we took our photos yesterday and I think it was a success. Despite traffic, weather, and whiney hungry children, we managed to look like the family that’s got it all together. I believe there will be several wall-worthy photos to print out and blow up. Yes!

And…we got our awkward photos. Yessiree. Now, I’m not going to give anything away, but we sort of realized that as my children are insanely adorable it would be rather difficult to make them awkward on purpose. Judging by mine and Matt’s old photo albums, I’d say ages 12-14 would be our best bet for the pinnacle of awkwardness. Poor little souls. They have no idea what’s coming their way.

So, while we did shoot a couple with the kids, we opted for a more “romantic” photo shoot. Have no fear, we didn’t do any half-nudity or anything like that. Although I did end up accidentally flashing several people on the beach. But that’s a story for another day.

I can’t wait to share those pictures with you! I think you’re gonna like them ????

In other news, I finally made a Facebook page for this here blog! It was one of those things on the list of things I hate to do. Things like: calling the insurance company, going to the DMV, speaking with AT&T, getting my eyebrows waxed, and calling people back. These are the activities I dread to perform. Why? Because for twenty minutes I’m subjected to being put on hold, standing in line, explaining myself, writhing in pain, and making real excuses that sound fake. There’s just nothing fun about any of that.

The Facebook page procrastination stemmed more or less from a fear of the unknown. I figured that all these people–like celebrities and such–have Facebook pages. Therefore, its a task worth paying someone else to do. Therefore, I cannot afford it. Therefore, I’ll just skip it altogether.

And then came the part where I actually threw it together and what do ya know? It’s easy as pie. And pie’s not that easy–if you make the crust yourself–so it’s as easy as the pie where you dump a can of filling into a frozen crust. Yep. A cinch.

My point in sharing this with you? Well, I need your help. I need people to like it. Because on Facebook, it’s all about numbers, right? Nah. It’s all about connecting with old friends periodically and spying on the people you hate in the privacy of your own home.

What? I don’t do that. That’s just what Facebook does as a whole.

Head over, and like the page. Or, if you hate me, “like” my page (but really hate it) and then you can have a front row seat on all the happenings of this little blog. You can laugh at my grammatical faux pas, and feel better about yourself because you’re not dumb enough to air your dirty laundry for all the world to see.

Just kidding. I don’t have enemies. Everyone loves me. My life is fascinating. I’m like a nice, smart, and  philanthropic Kardashian with an affinity for alliteration.

Right? Right….

Ok, please like this stinking page before I regret the time I spent creating it. For reals, eventually I’m gonna delete my other Facebook and you will have to either say goodbye to me altogether or follow through Because My Life Is Fascinating. Your pick. Seems like pretty easy to pick for me.

Also, while we’re on the subject, if you care to follow my Pinterest boards you can do that right here. I have 49 boards, which is an annoying number so I’ll be making another one today, and 1089 pins! I’m getting a little pin happy. So leave me a link to your Pinterest boards so I can keep hoarding these fabulous ideas!

Finally, in completely unrelated news, say a little prayer for me cause this afternoon I have to get a cortisone shot in my toe. I’ve had this done like a dozen times and it really helps reduce pain and inflammation but it hurts like a mother to get it done. I’ve had 8 surgeries on this toe so there’s really no skin or fat to play with. The doc shoots a big old needle right in my scar and then starts pumping it with cortisone.

If it were just one injection it would be horrific, but bearable. Instead, he sticks it in and moves it all over so that it shoots in a bunch of different directions. Shudder. It’s awful. I usually cuss a bunch and then almost pass out when it’s over. Matt always goes with me and lets me squeeze the hell out of his hand, but he’s locked away in a classroom with a bunch of smart, obnoxious teenagers.

So I’m doing this alone and will have to make the hour drive back home. It’s gonna suck. So yah, pray for me if you think of it. This is such a fun way to start the week.

2 thoughts on “Happy Monday

  1. hilljean

    Thanks, Amber. I only said the F word once. That’s pretty good for me ????

  2. hilljean

    If I lived closer I’d take you to your foot appointment and listen to you curse while you squeeze my hand. Sucks. Sorry you have to start your week out like that. Praying for you.


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