So far, we've had an interesting and busy week (remind me again where I'm going to squeeze in time and energy for a "paycheck" job?). Just a quick recap.

Saturday, we went to the pumpkin farm. We had a long wait for the hay ride so we just moseyed (that's supposed to say mosey-d but it looks like "moss eyed" and spell check didn't catch it...hm)....okay, so we moss eyed around....lol....looking at the animals, eating funnel cake (which the kids had for the first time, apparently I don't share at the Fair. lol), etc. and it was relaxing. We had to get through a little "static" first (me, inwardly resisting my emotions due to "the man" not being there this year)(and Josiah being upset because things got all fubar with trying to hook up with Wonder Girlfriend and they had a "difference in opinion" in the parking lot before she went home with her family) but the "big people" put our own emotions aside, eventually, for the sake of making a good memory for the little ones (who were VERY excited about our tradition). So, all in all, the day went well and of course, I have loads of autumnal pictures to scrapbook with these beautiful fall kits that I have. lol You know, it's all about the scrapbooks!

Speaking of scrapbooks.....I got to thinking about how many pages I've done of our family (around a 1,000......hey, they don't call me Wonder Woman for nuttin' lol) . When the kids look back, they are going to see happy memories with their Dad. They are going to know positive things about him. I was asking Josiah to supervise the pumpkin carving because it was hard for me since that was always the Daddy's job. I was saying how, I knew he was a jerk to me (and still is), but that it was those little things that I miss. Josiah said that I needed to remember that it was just THAT....little things...but that overall, it wasn't good. He's right. I need to not be "fooled" by MY OWN scrapbook pages. lol Overall, he wasn't so into the family dynamic. Overall, he was most into how things affected HIM and being able to retreat into his own world for excessive amounts of time, to the neglect of me and the kids.

Now don't get me wrong about the scrapbooks....those memories aren't contrived...those smiles are real and the happiness is genuine. He's not all bad....he just doesn't like ME too much. lol And we both were too immature and insecure to figure out how to compromise better. Not to mention, we were (are) at different stages of life....not better, just different.

Okay, so I went off on a little tangent there instead of a mid-week recap. lol Me? a little tangent? lol That's like saying, me being a little pregnant.....I do stuff in a big way. lol

I'll start another post for other stuff.