Two Years Later

This is getting ridiculous! I am pretty sure I said I would not take another 2 year hiatus before writing on this blog again. Apparently, I have a knack for having babies during my breaks, and they take up a great deal of my time. A. LOT. has happened since I last wrote about my dog, Elvis, eating his own shit. Sorry about all that. He does NOT, in fact, eat his own shit anymore... but he does annoy the hell outta me. He is two years old now, and missing his set. It was necessary, I am completely and utterly disgusted by dog boners. TMI. Again. sorry.

So, my Olivia is 5 years old now, Farrah is almost 3 (next week), and my SON Quinn is almost 8 months old. Tada!!! Great trick huh!?! That's it though. No more kiddos. I had the ole tubers tied. It is sad for me, but I physically cannot handle any more pregnancies, even if I wanted to. (Google Unicornuate uterus). Anyway, I just wanted to check and see if I could still type.. seeing as I haven't done this thing in almost two years and I have been out of school for just as long (Woop Woop for that unused degree on our wall!!)