Ahh...I've wanted to blog for so long, but thought that my complete lack of knowledge of HTML would forever keep me from doing so. Along came Tripod with a HTML-free blog wizard for wanna-be computer geeks like myself. YAY!!!! Gosh, I have so much to write and honestly have no clue where to begin tonight. It's nearly 11pm and I have to get up early in the morning, so I doubt I get into anything real heavy tonight. The kids and I went to my niece and nephew's (Tater's tots) t-ball game tonight, which is a hoot and a half anyway. I love watching those little kids just all-out tackle the ball and pick flowers in the outfield! My niece plays 3rd base. Er, well, she creates some incredible dirt castles around 3rd base. And when she runs she does her level best to create a dust storm that would rival something out of the Grapes of Wrath by scooting every step through that Oklahoma red dirt. Now, my nephew, absolutely gave us the highlight of the game when he got to 3rd base and started doing the "peepee dance". We saw it, started giggling, hoping he'd be able to at least make it in to home. Then we heard him yelling, "DADDY!! I gotta go peeeeeeeee!" As they say: The crowd went wild. Well, I will close now, leaving you chuckling at TotTwo's bathroom/t-ball escapade. The kids and I are doing our bi-monthly trip to the donut shop in the morning. I do housecleaning every other Tuesday and on those days we go early to the donut shop. Who knew buying my 3 kids deep-fried pastries at 7 am twice a month would be a memory-maker? Or at least I hope it's one of those things that they remember forever and always go, "Remember the summer that Mom took us to the donut shop on Tuesdays?" As excited as they get about it now I'm sure it'll stick with them.