Hi! I am trying to decide if I want to start over here with my blog or continue on amberhousey.blogspot.com. I am not sure how to transfer over my blog following from there to here. I have placed a feed reader to the right for my "On the Flip Side" blog. Check it out.
My kids are on summer vacation, so it has been difficult to find time to sit down to update my blog. I love having my kids home and I love when it's time for them to go back to school. It's the flip side to summer vacation. Fun and craziness. I love not having to race out of bed and out of the house in the morning. I love hanging with the kids. I love seeing the kids having fun in the neighborhood. I love casual breakfasts. I love mommy school. Now, the flip side. It is going to be hard waking up early again in the fall. I can't go work out at the gym when they are home. The house is a mess. Food disappears. I become a short order cook and I can't just run to the store without "buy me this, buy me that, mom, moooom, maaaa." This leads me to Target! My Target.
My Target experience is my life therapy. Let me explain. It's a place where I can buy a lot for less ($100 minimum), wander aimlessly without getting lost and run into people I know who can relate and look as bad as I do. With kids? I get nagged, I'm the no-man, the bad guy. I spend more and at the speed of light to get the hell out of there and hope nobody sees me yelling at my kids or worse, sees me running away from them. I am kidding...for the most part. I love my kids and they are really good but they know how to wear me down. Wimp.
Summer... it's a love/ hate relationship.
My kids are on summer vacation, so it has been difficult to find time to sit down to update my blog. I love having my kids home and I love when it's time for them to go back to school. It's the flip side to summer vacation. Fun and craziness. I love not having to race out of bed and out of the house in the morning. I love hanging with the kids. I love seeing the kids having fun in the neighborhood. I love casual breakfasts. I love mommy school. Now, the flip side. It is going to be hard waking up early again in the fall. I can't go work out at the gym when they are home. The house is a mess. Food disappears. I become a short order cook and I can't just run to the store without "buy me this, buy me that, mom, moooom, maaaa." This leads me to Target! My Target.
My Target experience is my life therapy. Let me explain. It's a place where I can buy a lot for less ($100 minimum), wander aimlessly without getting lost and run into people I know who can relate and look as bad as I do. With kids? I get nagged, I'm the no-man, the bad guy. I spend more and at the speed of light to get the hell out of there and hope nobody sees me yelling at my kids or worse, sees me running away from them. I am kidding...for the most part. I love my kids and they are really good but they know how to wear me down. Wimp.
Summer... it's a love/ hate relationship.
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