My before picture

I decided to go on a diet, and like all good bloggers I wanted a "before" picture for the record. So here it is:

Now I know what you're thinking and you're right - I really do need to lose some weight from my boobs!

Happy Christmas from us

Keeping it real

Me: Do I look hot in this outfit?
Ciara: If by hot you mean red and sweaty, then yes, you look hot.

Happy Brthday Evan

Very busy day for Evan on his 8th birthday.

Up early to collect cans for Scouting for Food with the Boy Scouts.

The highlight of the day was our surprise visit to Tesla. The kids got to go for a burn in a beautiful orange convertible. We couldn't believe our luck!!

I decided to start a tradition of writing a poem for the kids' birthdays. Here is my limerick for Evan:

Evan@8
Now, this birthday's a bit sad for Evan,
'Cause turning eight doesn't rhyme like at seven
Said his mum, have no fears
Just wait three more years
It'll happen again at eleven.

And here is a haiku for Ciara:

When Ciara was eight years old

She loved all things pink

And animal soft toys- still does.

Evan's birthday theme was There will be Nerf. He designed and decorated his own cake.  

A goth, a ninja & Adam Ant...

went Trick or Treating.

Evan's 7 (and-a-half) Birthday Party

Better late than never. Threw a bash at Gold Star Gymnastics for Evan's birthday. Good fun was had by all (except probably the people who work there (who are very nice, BTW))

 

 

03:50:57

Congrats to my sister Fiona  who completed the Boston Marathon (in 87° heat).  I'm officailly a lazy slob.