When I started this blog I did so for a journal. Typing is faster that writing. but then there was a certain social pressure that entered into my little online journal. everyone was so crafty and had such great pictures and everyone was blogging and reaching great blogging heights. It was all a little overwhelming so my blogging became starved and then nonexistent and now I havent written in my blog for quite some time, but sometimes while I lay in bed at the end of the day I think about the wonderfulness and sometimes rotteness that is my life and I want to document it. I want to write. I like to write. I am not always grammatically correct and I don't know how many pictures I will post. I am almost certain nobody reads this anymore anyway so that takes most of the pressure off to be funny, witty, clever and creative. but I do want to write and sometimes at night I feel horrible for not writing down my life.
Today was a good day. my most favorite part of today was Matt making me some tea for my sore throat. I have had a sore throat for almost two months and nobody knows what is wrong with me, but the tea felt so good going down. So as I was drinking my tea Matt was pulling Olivia around inside the new duvet I had just bought her. She was thrilled and he was laughing. At first I was a little mad that the comforter was getting all smashed inside and the duvet was getting stretched but then my whole self got warm and fuzzy with the image of these two loves of mine. How cute they both are. Her in her green and white summer dress and strawberry blonde curls and him in his classic shorts, white tee and shaved head looking quite handsome. oh how I love them. now hopefully I can go to sleep knowing I have recorded one of the gifts God gave me today.