Those quilters, they have it figured out...

A package came today...
it is the third one that I have ordered in the last month, all from different online stores.
They all looked like this, packaged cute & sent with a handwritten thank you note.
I don't know if they are just inherently detail oriented or just content to be surrounded by fabric, but they sure act like they're happy!!!

(*Hey happy ladies!!! Quilt Retreat is in 6 days.....Yoo HOOOOOOO!!!)

It's all starting to make sense...

It seems like I have discovered the REAL reason I love Diet Coke so much.
I had my blood drawn on Monday.
Tuesday, the Dr.'s office called and politely insisted that I RUN, not walk to the store to get some iron supplements.
I am officially anemic, they rarely see it so low.
Must be why I'm dead tired and always craving a good steak...

Summary...

I am stealing a minute of time to post, and stealing an idea from a cousin to use in my post....

Current house guests: 15

Days they are staying: 7

Pairs of shoes by the door: 25

Gallons of milk consumed so far: 6

Plastic cups sitting on the counter: 22

Average bed time: 1 (am)

Meltdowns because of the average bedtime (not including my own): 4

Years since they have visited: 4

Amount of fun my kids are having: LOADS

Therapy...

I am sitting, eavesdropping, on a conversation that Tanner is having with his cousin, she is on speaker phone. Amazing.

She thinks her butt is big and says that she is fat. He told her that she was being silly & that it doesn't matter what she looks like, it's all about how she feels about herself from the inside.

Wow!! That is exactly the conversation that I have had with him many times.

Maybe he is actually listening.

She said,"you should be a psychologist."

He said, "is it working?"

She said, "no."

I guess now he knows how I feel.