My Posts ALWAYS have pictures...

Well apparently not lately. So now that I am back to my blogging all the computers in my life seem to not want to help me out. I can't download my pictures.

My laptop is broken. It wasn't broken but then my husband decided to mess with it. Hasn't he ever heard the saying "If it ain't broke, don't fix it"? Ugh. So anyways now it won't even turn on. I believe it has a virus. Good thing I have nothing important saved on to he actual computer... it's all on my external memory. Phew! I am smart... because this has happened before with him. And the first time it happened he lost a half a years worth of picture from when Alayna was a baby including Diego's 2nd Birthday party pictures and much more. I was furious and sad and cried. He thought I overreacted. But my pictures are my life. They tell my story. They tell our story. And I include them in all my posts because they help bring my stories to life.

So back to my point. My laptop isn't working. My mom's acts up. I think it has a virus too. It takes extremely long to get onto the internet. Plus it's old and doesn't have a a slot for me to stick my memory cards into. And if my husband would only install my printer onto my mom's computer like I've asked him many times... then I could use that to download pictures because it does have slots for memory cards. But he hasn't. And my daddy took his laptop to Mexico with him... leaving me with a camera full of pictures... and no one to share them with.

And not only that. My daddy decides that he wants to buy this cool new digital camera, pretty professional looking and all. Not quite as nice as the one I want for $1000 but for the price he paid for his... it's pretty fanfreakintastic! So before he left for Mexico (and if you didn't know... he's in Mexico for 2 1/2 weeks.. the story is here) he left me his brand new handy dandy professional looking camera and told me to play with it. HELLO! Does he not know I've been wanting one for so long and leaving me his in an open invitation to camera jack him? Well if he didn't, which he should know me very well by now, he should consider himself camera jacked and the proud ex-owner of said camera. So keeping my word I have been playing with the camera. We've been to two water parks in few days, I did a baptism shoot, and an outdoor shoot, and random shots of my kids... all to help me practice. I am dying to get them on here but... until Jr helps me out one way or another... I must just sit here and babble about nothing in particular.

Without pictures might I add.

A Little Bit of Reality

So here I am thinking that when I woke up this morning it would be an ordinary day. Which in my world I should know by now... ordinary just means one adventure after another.

First on my list to do was find a church that we can baptize my Goddaughter in because the church I always go to won't do it.

Next, I had to make Arielle a Dr's appointment for tomorrow morning.

And last, something I have been putting off for about a week now... I had to call and find out what elementary school is in our district because I have to enroll Diego for Kindergarten. Yes, I've been putting off as if that will somehow deter him from starting scchool. I know it's inevitable and his time has come. But I am selfish... I want my little boy all to myself for a few more years. Because once he starts school... he's no longer ALL MINE. I will no longer be the person he depends on for everything, I will no longer be there for every thing he does big or small. He'll have a teacher to tell his stories to, he'll have friends to share the day with, and he'll be more idependent. Don't get me wrong there is such excitment in me knowing that he will learn amazing things. He'll start to read and write. And I will be the proud mommy who delights in seeing her son succeed and grow. But I am a mother... and us mothers are built with irrational fears. All that runs through my mind are the what ifs... What if he gets hurt and I am not there to kiss his boo boo and make him feel better... What if someone makes fun of him and I am not there to pick him up and tell him that he's beautiful just the way he is... What if he accomplishes something huge and is filled with excitement and I am not there to witness it firsthand?

So here I sit filling out paper after paper, detail after detail, and getting him enrolled for school. I will drop off the papers tomorrow... wish me luck. I think I need it more than he does.