Hmm, well here I am.

Brenna kept insisting that it was snowing yesterday. Our one cottonwood is releasing its little fuzzies and they fill the sky. It is blowing full steam again today. You can actually see them here against the dark cloud. I remember once when all the cottonwoods did it at the same time when we lived at Cooksley's. It really, really looked like snow. I kept laying in the grass hoping that there would be an outline of my body where the cotton landed. Oops Day! My oops first started with waking up. Word of advice: Never shut off your alarm clock unless you are OUT of bed. I didn't have any extra time in getting around this morning. I did juice for breakfast instead of sitting down with a bowl of cereal. The carrot juice is pretty good. At the Garden Center I continued my Oops Day. More than twice as I was entering items into the cash register I forgot to hit the @ button. So if someone wanted 3 plants that were each $4.99, instead of hitting 3 @ 4.99 I put in 34.99 and then kept

How would you describe the perfect day? Would it be one that is simply wonderful when you wake up and the goodness just never stops coming until your head hits the pillow? Or would it be one that starts out looking destined for failure and then greatness peeps its head over the horizon? Okay so no day is perfect, but this one was pretty good and it was the second of the two scenarios. Wednesday morning is Bible study for mom, Quinn and I. For Brenna and dad it is horse practice. We all have somewhere to be and so there cannot be dawdling. I was down in my room pulling on some article of clothing when I heard this shrieking! I ran up the stairs to see if mom was missing any appendages, I knew it was her scream and there was no blood anywhere. She informed me that after drinking some of her freshly juiced carrot, she spilled it everywhere. A slight let down, but understandable since messes are so much fun to clean up. Haha. Our meeting place this morning has no toys, so as we're walk