Apparently Emily's head hurt and she took a bag of peas out of the freezer and attached them to her head with a Ziploc bag. I don't know who took the picture and I was wondering why I found a bag of thawed peas sitting on the kitchen counter.
Sometimes I can be so so stupid. Stupid #1: Steve was out of town all last week. The kids and I needed to get out of the house. We decided to hit the new grocery store since I didn't really get to see it when I was there because there were 10 million people in it. Also, we heard they were giving out a ton of samples. Guess what? Still 10 million people in it. And taking 4 kids to a brand new grocery store to have a look around is still taking 4 kids to a grocery store. Stupid #2: While I was there I bought a ton of cereal and chips because they were on sale for super cheap. I also bought 2 big family size packs of lunch meat and some really good (aka: expensive) hot dogs. When I got home all exhausted like from taking 4 kids to a grocery store with 10 million people in it, I was so tired, that I just left the groceries thinking it was only chips and cereal, to put away the next day. I was so mad the next day when I found the lunch meat and hot dogs that had been sitting out all night.
One day last week, Addy and I were not getting along very well at all. She said this to me, "You're a MEAN mom! You can bet when I'm a mom, I'm gonna be so nice to my kids! I'm not going to be mean like YOU!"
So I have this tendency to sing what I say (mostly just in the privacy of my own home-you can thank me later). Last week Emily and I were in the car waiting for Aubrey to come out of school. I started singing a song about Aubrey and how we couldn't find her and would she please hurry. My song was phrased as a question to Emily and she answered by saying, "I don't know where Aubrey is and I don't break out into spontaneous song either because it's REALLY ANNOYING!" Well, ex-ca-use me!
On Friday, I went to my semi-annual 24 hour scrapbook thig-a-ma-bob. It was so much fun. These girls and I laughed so much and scrapped so much. And we really got on each others nerves with singing. I was so tired Friday night so I was the first one to go to bed. As I was climbing into the hotel bed, I looked at my clock and saw that it was 1:15. So naturally I started singing, "It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now." I texted that to LaRee and she texted me back a while later that now that song was stuck in every one's head and they were mad at me. Then when they were coming to the room, the song was playing in the hotel lobby. So all day the next day, we were all singing that song. And it got really annoying really fast. We decided we needed to find a new song to sing. No one could think of anything. Then someone, I can't remember who, started singing the Hallelujah Chorus from Handel's Messiah. So then that song was stuck in our collective heads. All day long we were alternating between the 1/4 after 1 song and the Hallelujah Chorus. For some reason, at one time, we were also singing the Star Spangled Banner. I am sure we were really annoying the heck outta the people around us. Because we were really annoying the heck outta ourselves.
Every time we go to our scrapbook overnighter and spend hour after hour hunched over a table working, we say we need to hire someone to come in an give us massages. Well, after years of talk, we finally did it! Our friend Lindsey has a friend who is a massage therapist and she came and brought her table and HELLO HEAVEN! I had a one hour massage Saturday morning in between scrapbooking and it was fantastic. We already have her lined up to come to our next one!
While we were there, I scrapbooked our entire 17 Day Epic Trip of A Lifetime to St. Louis and Dallas, in which we celebrated Christmas, New Year's, a wedding, a funeral, 2 Birthdays, stitches x 2, and a ticket for running a red light. 92 scrapbook pages. Oh yeah. You know it. Better get on up an show it. Anyway, upon returning home, I showed the completed album to Zac. He informed me that I put the pictures in the wrong order on the page below. Apparently, when he was trying on all of Grandpa's hats and weapons and having me take pictures, he was doing it in historical order. How was I supposed to know that? Better yet, how does he know all that? I was so impressed with his knowledge, I have decided to remake this scrapbook page. One of these days.... 
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