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Real Time...March 16th.

Whoa...been FOREVER since I've done a "Real Time" post, no?!

So, here's what's happening, in real time, in my home...

I have a sleeping Baby Girl beside me. No matter how big she gets, she'll always be my Baby Girl...or Baby...or "the babe". Being the youngest in the family means she'll always be saddled with that nickname.

Mr. Wonderful is in the kitchen...I can hear papers turning, I think he's working on our taxes. I used to get excited about taxes and getting a little money back every year. Then, my husband became part owner of an LLC and suddenly, my tax return DISAPPEARED and the money that we show as "income" on our income taxes is NO WHERE near what our actual income is. Something about having to claim the business profit as our income? Anyway, now tax time makes me anxious. I loved the simplicity of the days of Turbo Tax and early February filings. Sigh...such is life.

The rest of the house is quiet which leads me to believe this: 1. The boys are asleep and 2. Belle is watching YouTube videos of EleventhGorgeous or Brooklyn and Bailey or Beautylicious Insider. Which makes me wonder: WHAT is it about some vloggers that just MAKES them so watchable? I mean, you know, not that you'd every catch me watching EleventhGorgeous all by myself. Ahem. Moving on...

There are planes flying around like crazy tonight. We live nearish a small airport and goodness, there's been a lot of air activity tonight!

I'm SUPER anxious for spring. I know, just a couple of weeks ago I was longing for a snow storm, but then? YOU GUYS...we had a stretch of absolutely, positively GORGEOUS weather. 60-70º, sunshine and that sun on my cheeks and the fresh air smell on my kiddos made me ALL SORTS of ready for spring. Ohhhhhhhhh, how I want nice weather now! Currently, we're back to 40's. Amazing how warm 40º feels after a stretch of 20º days and how cold 40º feels after a stretch of 60º days. Such fickle creatures we Minnesotans are!

In other news, the Mr. and I enjoyed a weekend away last weekend. Went with my bestie and her hubby to a resort and had an AMAZING time! Tried my first Moscow Mule...it might very well have been my last Moscow Mule as well. It was a weird drink to me...kinda tasted like my great-grandma's musty cabin...but it got better the more I drank it! Weird.



Well, goodnight my friends! I have a Hump Day to tackle tomorrow...woe is the life of a full-time working mama.


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  1. I'm the same way with "my baby." He's 2 now, but I still refer to him as "the baby."

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  2. time away with your husband is the best. I am so trying to get back to blogging. it is like little pictures into lives. I am nervous about taxes. we always get back but I am worried with selling soap it is going to hurt me this year.

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