THE BIGGEST LOSER

Yea ok so I win the biggest blog loser award. Can you all tell I am pretty much over the whole blogging every other day thing. I have been pretty much crazy these last couple of weeks. This time of year is so DAM BUSY (yes I know I spelled it wrong it makes me feel a lot less guilty if I dont spell it right.) Everybody needs their cracks filled in and their hair looking cute for their family pictures. I can not complain though I am so grateful I went to hair school and got a trade. I have stayed busy even In this VERY SCARY economy. I have some really cute pictures coming your way, B.J. turned 32 on Oct. 11. I rented a really nice Harley Davidson Motorcycle for us to ride the whole day. Ethan my brother and his wife rented one too and we had a freakin blast. We rode up to canyon lake and then drove to the resturant that night and then we took a night drive to Foutain Hills. I hope we buy one eventually. I would love to have a motorcycle. Did you know there is a special wave that you do when your on a bike? It was pretty impresive. Jenn and I are offically motor mamas. I swear every motorcycle that passed by us on the opposite side of the street waved. We also looked like HIGH ROLLERS driving around a 20,000 dollar bike. At the end of Sept. we went to Laughlin Nevada for two Miserable nights. I love to travel but I don't understand why I forget how crappy it is to travel with small children driving for four hours there, then the sleeping arrangements sucked donkey cause Major wanted to be in bed with me then when Dallas wakes up he wonders where the freak he is so he wants to sleep with me too and thank HEAVEN B.J. didn't come it till 3:00 that morning cause I dont know where he would have slept. After 3 hours of crappy sleep with Major I realized the floor would be much more comfortable then getting kicked 25 more times in the side. When B.J. came in that night and crawled in bed with Major, I thought to myself " Good luck with that one!" On about 41/2 hours of sucky sleep you can only imagine that we were ready to go out to the pool and live it up. Not really the whole trip ended up being a bust. I was a Royal Beyach to B.J. and he was Poopy darts back so it's not fun to be on vacation when your in a dissagreement. On the way home B.J. and I decided that we were not going to not travel until Dallas is 16. Somehow I think we will make it up to the snow come Jan. or Feb.