Blog Roll Junky....I may need a twelve step program...

Hefty Smurf came home from school yesterday all happy, smiling, and short of breath and starts yelling...

HS: HEY MOM.....I GOT A FUNNY....FUNNY....FUNNY STORY FOR YOU.....
me: K...lets hear it...
HS: I was at school arguing with Taylor and.....
me:.....hold up....arguing as in a fight....or arguing as in ha-ha....
HS:....arguing as in ha-ha...we were passing notes back and forth in class and....
me:....hold up....passing notes in class while the teacher is teaching??!!.......
HS....NO!...WOULD YOU LET ME FINISH.....
me: K...sorry....
HS:....so we're passing notes and she says "you're so cute"...and I pass it back saying "no your cuter"....and she passes it back saying "nuh-uh"....and I said "uh-huh"...and she says "nuh-uh" and so I passed it back and said "OK...OK....I'm cute....but your HOT"

OH dear God....hear my prayers....I'm not ready for this....please give me a little more time to prepare for this tween adolescence....I'm just not ready.....I need at least another year....perhaps two?

Went back to the eye docs yesterday for the follow-up on the contact situation to see how the boys are doing and to order the long term supply...Hefty seems to have it down pat but Dreamy is still struggling. I'm still putting them in for him every morning. His gymnastics coach is getting a little irritated at the whole thing. Apparently earlier in the week Dreamy thought one of his contacts fell out so they stopped practice to put on a search for the "missing" contact which was found later on.........still in his eye! So we'll keep practicing and see how it goes.

I originally started blogging last May as a way to journal my 1st marathon experience. When the experience was over I decided to start a new blog as a way to journal our family memories. I'm obsessed with preserving our memories. That's why I love scrapbooking. I want my kids to remember EVERYthing. It's a morbid thought, I know, but....if something (God forbid) ever happens to me or Papa Smurf....I want my kids to have something to look back on to read and remember. I want them to know who I am and that I view every minute of every day with them as a blessing. I know this obsession comes from my own father's early death. I have very few memories of him because I was only 5 when he passed and that bothers me. I also think that because he died at such a young age (as did his sister) that I have this feeling of impending doom that my genes may also be rigged in such a way that I too will die young. I know this is irrational but I have to believe that thoughts of this nature are not all that uncommon for people in my situation. I've been journaling....or blogging.....with this sole purpose in mind. Keeping to my own little blog world. The only other blog I've ever visited is Because I Said So....I found her blog from the original ebay listing that she posted and have been reading ever since because I think she's hilarious. But I've never ventured outside of my own little blog world to discover this vast blog society that exists. Until this week. OMG. I had NO...CLUE....that this whole blog world was so large. NOT...A....CLUE! I started looking at the blog roll links in Dawn's blog and then at the blog roll links in Dawn's blog roll link's blog roll....never mind...I know what I'm trying to say....and 20 blog rolls later I'm hooked...I'm so addicted to this. It's so much fun catching glimpses of perfect strangers' lives. And some of these women are just hysterical. I've laughed so hard this past week by reading about other people's lives. It's a great way to start the day. I honestly have no idea why it's so intriguing. Probably for the same reason that reality TV is such a hit these days. So not only is this blogging a way of journaling but it's also a way of meeting new people around the world and making friends with people you have lots in common with. I really have to reign it in a little though....I've spent the majority of my free time in the last several days glued to the computer discovering this world....my poor daughter is starving for attention. Thank God she has become a "High School Musical" junky...it's keeping her occupied. But I really need to cool it.