Sarah sent me a virus

and that's all i'm going to say about that. i'm not even going to capitalize this time. that's what you get for cheating, sarah. once more with gusto. like i was saying before sarah sent me a nasty virus that deleted my almost finished crazy long post, i'd like to thank several people for such pleasant comments about my last blog. first, i'd like to thank my children, who, without them, i wouldn't have such material for my comedic geniuse. dean, where are you dean? there he is (at least a picture of him). my dear husband, who silences those voices in his head telling him to ask why his wife is able to blog for an hour and yet the dishes need to be done, the laundry washed and put away, the house vacuummed, the kids bathed, the wife bathed, the family dressed, lunch ready, dinner ready, etc, etc, etc. so to my dearest dean, i thank you for your patience and your most-serious-time-of-your-life-face-while-reading-my-posts. (seriously, you'd think he was reading the stock market page in the newspaper but didn't know the first thing about stocks. his face is frozen. not even one smile cracked. and at the end, he says "that was good babe." just like that. i love you dean. and last but most certainly not least, to my faithful (fair-weather) fans who, unless the post is really bad, leave the most encouraging comments ever. thanks again.

well, today was not a total loss. in fact, i consider it very successful as i was able to do about 15 minutes worth of airplane with the kids. boy were my hammies (in shape people speak for hamstrings) burning. poor sarah. except for being super pretty, she's just not good at much. ("she's the worst artist ever." {inside joke.}) ian weighs in at almost 50 lbs and we simply wanted sarah to take a quick picture of the airplane but being the normal slow sarah, she couldn't figure out what button to push, what little window she was supposed to be able to see us in, was she supposed to zoom in or out, oh no, the screen went black, okay, now what, okay, now i think i understand, etc. boy, this whole time, ian is up in the air, back curved not like a cat but like a cobra, swaying from side to side, and trying to watch spongebob and yell at sarah, all while i'm trying to balance him in fear that by the time sarah figures out the picture thing, ian and i will have both finished taking our naps, going to the grocery store, and almost ready for bed. but, as you can see below, she eventually did a superb job.




















this is more of an encouraging paragraph. encouraging in that i really hope that sarah doesn't beat me in the comments area so please, i don't mind if you don't leave me a comment, but i'd like a vow that if you aren't going to leave me one, you in no way can leave her one. no seriously, please stop right now and think long and hard about this. who is here for you day and night, rain or shine, sickness and in health, tanned or untanned? why this blog, of course. so, in order to, shall we say, keep in good standings with it, just accomplish the aforementioned. that's all i ask.

well, i'd better jet. sarah's probably hard at work trying to figure out how to send me another virus to delete this before it gets into the hands of the enemy. until next time or until sarah gets more comments than me. and if you don't want to do it for me, do it for them. also, sarah and my mom should know what that weird little yellow drawing thing is. it may be an ugly picture to some of you, but if you only knew the story behind it...