Wednesday, February 15, 2012

I suck!

Seriously.....I suck at this....Sometimes I feel that way about everything I do, from caring for the kids, being a friend, a wife, daugher, cooking, fashion, laundry and cleaning.....but this isn't about that. I'm not even going to recap Christmas, New Years (although AMAZING inlaws came up to keep girls, dinner with my love, then OUT with friends drinking till who knows when, pizza cravings, taxi rides etc.....then sleeping it off in!!!!!!) Then my race from Miami to Key West! Which was hands down aside from our wedding and the birth of my 2 wonderful girls, was the BEST time I've had in a LONG TIME!!! And it was pretty much with all strangers!~ My friend who didn't run but came down her husband headed up the team and got me to join. I get giddy thinking about it still, oh and Remi came down too :) <3 Perfection is Key West. It will fix anything. The weather, the people, the atmosphere, and the drinks of course!  Now Valentines Day! I will recap that but later the camera is upstairs in the girls room.

I'm in such a slump, the weather just 100% sucks, cold,windy, windy, rainy, gray, my attitude is crappy, the kids are sick puking,fevers one day (actually middle of the night as always..) then perfect full of energy, eating, running, jumping to sick the next. Very very frustrating. Doctors? No doctors? School? No school?? Playdates or not??? Always something. Very random fact, we found jelly on our front door! Seriously?? Where is this maid people speak of???  Not at Casa De Smith that's for sure!

So much has been going on, friends, life,kids, and I've dropped the ball on it. I think I may hide out till spring. The Keys spoiled me and I haven't been the same since, I want warmth on my skin, the sun, palm trees. But for now I will settle for a nap! That's part of my problem the girls are crazy everywhere, into anything, thats great I get it, but its tiring then dinner, baths, daddy home, someone always needing ME, I need naps, my quiet time, my time out! So excuse me my pillow is calling.

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