So let's do a little bit of catch-up.

I love a good catch up post, don't you?  No?  Oh....  Well, sorry, but catch up it is today!

My bestest friend, Sarah, is getting married and they finally set a date.  She is also my only friend that knows about my blog. (Hi!)  Anyway, she asked me to be her matron of honor.  I am pretty sure I shed a few tears.  Still get a little teary when I think about it.  I can't wait to stand up there when she marries CJ.  She deserves the absolute best and I am so lucky to have her as my friend...for over 15 years.  Geeez...here I am a "matron" of honor and talking about knowing someone for over 15 years.  OLD.

But what is even more is that she asked if B could be a flower girl!  Hello!  How exciting is that news?  I can't even imagine the cuteness.  What I can imagine is B screaming UH OH! every time the other flower girl throws her flowers.  Yep.  It could happen.  

Who me?  

Speaking of Sarah, her bunco group (I was in it before I had B) went to a local painting place this month instead of playing bunco and invited me to go.  I had never been to something like that and it was a lot of fun.  They had the cross and the line down the left side already traced on the canvas but other than that you could do what you want.  I definitely want to do it again but maybe a flower or a razorback next time?!

I promise we have shorts on...

My sweet darling husband sent Blakely and I flowers a few days after the IVF fiasco.  They came to the door and I literally could not think of a single person that would send me flowers.  (This was only the second time in our 8 years together that he has sent flowers...just not a flower guy!)  I opened the card and it said "I love my girls".  I started crying and Blakely looked at me with a very concerned face, said "uh-vuu" (love you), and then hugged me.  Let's move on before I cry about that one again.  

Lonnie was off for a few days last week and he decided that I needed a break.  Well, maybe I told him that I did.  He asked me what I wanted to do and I said "SLEEP IN!"  I haven't slept in in a really long time.  Sometimes he will get up with her on the weekend but I can hear her and I can't get back to sleep.  Mommy problems.  Anyway, he told me to go to a hotel and spend the night.  By myself.  At first I was like, NO.  But then he kept playing it up.  "You could go shopping all day, by yourself!"  "You could get hotel breakfast in bed, and not have to share!" (He knows me so well.)  So, I finally decided to take him up on his offer.  

I went about an hour away (where the shopping is) and shopped all day.  It was glorious.  I spent way too much money (shhhh) and just enjoyed the heck out of myself.  At around 3 that afternoon it was either go get the hotel room or drive home.  I was really on the fence but I bit the bullet and got a room.  No looking back after paying for it.  I called Lonnie from the parking lot before I did it and he was like "omg...just do it already!"  Let me tell you.  I had the most relaxing time.  I ordered room service, I watched crap on tv, and I slept in.  Until 1030.  I felt like I was back in college and sleeping the day away.  Oh I missed my B for sure.  But I knew she was having a great time with her daddy when I got this picture.  

HE PAINTED HER TOENAILS.  I DIE.  (and stamps for pooping..)