ahh..where to begin?

So, obviously I just haven't been blogging. Why? I don't know. It's kind of one of those things that once you stop...it's like really hard to get back into. That and the fact that I just really have nothing interesting to talk about. And I feel like it would be pointless and boring for me to post about the weather, the never ending incessant crazy ass wind we have here. I mean, come on...you don't want to know about the gale force winds...do you? I didn't think so.
Truth is...I've been a teensy bit stressed the past few days.Things have been building and building and just coming to a head. The last 2 years have been nothing but ups and downs..and unfortunately a lot more downs. Let me brake it down: Starting a business, having a baby (a wonderful, beautiful baby I absolutely would never ever regret...but having a baby and starting a business at the same time is stressful!), financial distress, going back to work, changing jobs, the loss of my grandma, lots of time alone, more financial distress, still trying to start a business and losing a job. It all really comes down to one thing: Financial distress. And really, me losing my job has nothing to do with it. It's there and has been there for a long time. Me working or not working really makes no difference. When i was working all my money was going right back out anyway. So you know... All these things have just been building and building inside of me. I'm the ultimate procrastinator, or avoider more like it. I'm so Scarlet O'Hara: "I'll think about that tomorrow". Isn't that what she says...in the wake of a burning Tara? Well I just can't do that anymore. I can't keep pushing things out of my mind. I really just want to curl up in a ball and make it all go away and let everything crumble around me. But that's not going to happen. I honestly wish I was 7 years old again. Is there nothing better than being 7? Anyway..I just am tired of feeling this way. I'm tired of the up and down yo-yo tug of war.
I know...this is just life. I'm not the only one with problems. Most are way bigger than mine. I have a neighbor--30 year old single mother of 2---dieing of cancer. Yeah. What the heck am I whining about?
Can you tell this is all just random stuff coming out of my brain?
SO. What am I going to to about it? #1 Take control. #2 one step at a time, dig my/our way out. #3 pray for guidance. That's all I can do.
Tomorrow: Post again. And no whining this time.
Sorry for the pitty party. But this is me. This is what's going on in my head right now.

a real pain in the neck.

Literally.
I've been dealing with a stiff neck for the past...almost 2 weeks now. I defied it and ignored it all last week. Stocking up on Motrin and Tylenol, trying to just ignore the thing. I mean seriously, a stiff neck for more than a day or two?? Come on! Then on Saturday the pain and stiffness progressed and actually brought me to tears. I just wanted my mommy! Sunday I patched it again with some high doses of Tylenol. But by Sunday night I couldn't even sleep. I couldn't sit, stand or lie down without being in excruciating pain. So Monday morning I set off to the Doc. He gave me some muscle relaxers. I do feel better. But dang, I still don't feel good. It still hurts. I'm still taking the pain meds. I'm beginning to wonder if I'll ever be back to normal.
Ok, I will not whine about it any longer. Just wanted blogland to know what was up.
For your viewing pleasure,here is a slide show of a few pics of the ranch that I took on Sunday. Lots of wild flower naturey stuff :)

I did it.

Dudes. Seriously. Like no joke.
I MOWED THE LAWN.
I.
MOWED.
THE.
LAWN.
All by myself. I started the dang thing and everything. Too bad Megan is taking a nap or I surely would have had her strapped to me with a bungie.
What else do I need to say here?
I rock.

Kiss my long grass you snooty neighbors!!

I'm not dead.

Not that anyone but my mother would notice. ha ha!
I'm a joker, I'm a smoker, I'm a miiidnight toker.I'm not actually ANY of those things. Well, maybe a joker. But I am a blog slacker....and now I've got Steve Miller stuck in my head. I promise..I'll get an invigorating post up sometime this week.
But while you wait...feel free to check out le foto blog or le blog de foto. (you didn't know I was bilingual, did you? heck, even trilingual.)I somehow have kept that up to date. sorta.

He can go anywhere.

Step one: get on



Step two: concentrate



Step three: pedal! pedal! balance!



Step four: he's got it! keep going buddy!



Step five: he goes down. oops



*sigh*
The boy can ride a bike now. *sniff, sniff*
Within 5 minutes of having the training wheels off, he had it down. He can go anywhere now.

*please no hate mail regarding my son's lack of head protection. I am aware of the bicycle safety laws. Thank you*