Singin' the blues...

I can't believe I posted this picture. But all I have on this laptop is old ones, and this was such a special time...

Okay, so I was kinda depressed today. I have no motivation to think about anything but Brandon's return. To feel like it's coming faster, all I want to do is things on my "To-Do Before Brandon Returns" list. But those things either need to wait until the time gets closer, or they are so big that they intimidate me. "Clean house". Pssshhhhh!

I MISS MY HUSBAND! He is the most giving, strong, wonderful friend and partner possible. And what a stud.

I'm also feeling a little yucky about being stuck in my weight. I know I'm not fat or anything, but I still have a handful of pounds to lose of pregnancy junk, and I actually back-tracked a couple pounds recently. What's depressing is that I want to exercise, for my weight and general well-being, but just don't see how that's going to happen. I have such a small cache of daily energy as it is, and it's so very hot out these days. Anyway...

Things did pick up for me this afternoon and evening (I wrote those first paragraphs earlier in the day). I got to chat more with Brandon online and it perked me up.

I got the van de-cluttered too, that was a relief. The household hot-wheel supply has been restored to its proper enormous size. I love having fun boys. And that's not sarcasm, I really do.

And I so love having a sweet angel girl. She's not feeling well - her nose is pretty stuffy. But she just grins and snuggles through it. She just crumples my heart with love.

I've really been thinking about how much Brandon will be blown away by his kids when he returns (soon!!!). The boys are speaking so well and saying such creative, thoughtful things. And Baby Bear seems to be growing before my eyes. I really think yesterday she grew a ton. She also slept a ton, part of my reasoning.

Since there's been such a drought in my blogging lately, I feel like I could sit here and spout my thoughts for a long time, but I'm going to hurry up and get to bed. I am helping in the nursery tomorrow. I really need a sermon - it's been two weeks! - but I'm gonna do my duty. My exhausting, snotty, poopy-accident duty. ;-)