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121. One hundred twenty one. CXXI. One Two One.

121....the temperature at which one should decide to move to another state. I know. I felt that way when I lived in AZ.

121...the number of hours I work outside my home every month. Believe me, the IN-home hours are much harder, and yet that's where I would choose to spend my time.

121....11x11 (In case you didn't remember.)

121...the number of times my children asked for costumes when we had to go to Party City today. I know. I know. I was asking for it, taking them there this time of year. But sometimes we are glutton for punishment. (What an odd idiom...)

121...from today would be Feb 3 2013. This date has no significance to me other than it fits into my 121 theme. But if it has significance to you, note that it is only 121 days from today.

121... an age I hope I never reach.

121...the number of hours I sleep every 18 days.

121...an unattainable weight...for me...at my age...and at my motivation level. Not happening.

121...the number of pictures my 3 year old took that I just deleted off my phone. They were mostly blurry pictures of my neighborhood, his shoes, the back of my head, total strangers...his shoes.

They are pretty cool shoes. At least he thought so.

121 times. 

Don't mess with Mama

I had a dream and it went something like this....

Nothing says fun...

....like a collage.

Enjoying CA for 2 more days!!!

Nobody nose!!

Yes, as many of you have commented, I have a strange talent of being able to suck my nostrils in for an extended amount of time. It scares my children a little.

What you don't know is that my nostrils can also become extremely large.

Hubs knows this.

Apparently when I am pregnant, along with my belly, my nose size doubles, adding to my physical attractiveness. As you can imagine, doubling the size of my nose increases air flow speed significantly. Enough so that is wakes my hibernating husband from deep, deep sleep.

When I am pregnant, I am not "allowed" to face him. Smack! "Then don't get me preggo, crazy!" or something like that.

I guess Lees are born with special brain capacity that allow us to spread our nasal openings to the size of a large man's thumb. (Not that a large man has ever put his thumb in my nose, but I have seen one put his own thumb in his own nose and holy cow that was disturbing!)

I have extra special abilities to open and close said nostrils repeatedly without pinching them. Much more impressive.

What can I say, I'm the girl that NOSE!

(sorry if this post is a little incoherent. I am out the door, headed to the airport! Whoot!!!)

Because I'm still overwhelmed...

...I'm still posting pictures.

...and because I miss them terribly.

Dropping a line...or two.

Boy, I haven't been on here for a while. Moving is a pain...buying a house is a pain. Doing both at the same time...yeah, well... you get the picture.

My blogging mojo....must be packed in some box...in my storage unit. Don't worry....I think I know where it is...I just need to find the time to pull it out.

This week I have been spending a lot of time with my oldest. He is so wonderful! I love him. We have been to swim team every morning, Red Lobster, the dump, the movies to watch Avengers, Wal-Mart. This guy even went with me to a Girl's Night Out. He must love me.
 

Hubs is such a trooper. He took the kids up north....even with half of them sick and complaining of tummy aches and fire poop. Yeah, he's great. He also got the winshield and the lights replaced on our van. Don't you love having to fix up your car so that you won't get a ticket in another state.

Yeah, that's how we roll.

Yeah, I miss them.

Besides feeling a little out of sorts, and missing my family, I think I may just enjoy a few mornings to sleep in next week. 


That's all I've got.

Because I'm moving this week...

...out of our home...

...into our storage unit...

...and into other peoples' houses...

...and I have stress coming out my eyeballs...

...this is all I have to offer....

...extremely cute pictures of my family...