My stalker baby, Ivie, fell asleep, standing up, watching me in the kitchen.
My girls...hanging out.
So I thought about this saying today, "There aren't enough hours in the day", and being the scientific-learning-to-be-overly-analytical-thinker I am (and am becoming), I thought: This would totally disrupt the progress of the world. When would the sun rise? When would we have a full moon? Would we all age? WHOA...Megan! Really, its just a figure of speech. Nonetheless, this is certainly my motto these days (regardless of the scientific implications of this phrase).
So what's been going on that I haven't posted in almost two weeks:
School:
OMG! For all of you non-texters or if your over the age of forty..Oh My Gosh! This degree is kicking my ass. I have three more weeks of classes, one week for reading week and then two weeks for finals. Sounds good right? Well, this sequence of events means I am still reading the hundred pages assigned each week. I am also working on my course outlines so that I may return next semester (course outlines are critical to your performance on the final exams). I am also working on a research project for a paper that is due in eight days. What's the other phrase: What doesn't kill you makes you stronger? Well, watch out world, 'cause here I come!
Sick:
I've been sick; officially diagnosed with a sinus infection.
Peoria:
Certainly not a complaint, but a week of drinking like I was twenty-two and childless again has left my body pretty upset with me.
House:
I LOVE our house, but it too is kicking my ass. I am not the kind of person that can look at a pile of clothes, unopened boxes, white walls, a cluttered garage, or curtainless windows and think "oh this can wait until after the semester; it's not harming anyone". Yeah right. So this whole list...that's right, I've done (and the house STILL isn't where I want it). Here are some
pictures of our progress.
Also, check out my page dedicated to the house.
So here it is. There REALLY aren't enough hours in the day.
Ivie C! Almost a year old...hard to believe! 
Since we don't have sod yet, the kids found a mini mud river in the backyard. Scott thought it was a good idea to let them play in it. 
Ivie just watched. 
The crib. Success: We can park one car in the garage! 
Not much else going on. You know just the usual: House, kids, husband, school, etc. Jackson and Aida are on break this week. I have one more week of class and then reading week. Scott is doing well. And that just about does it. 
