61 weeks, but who's counting right?

That's right, sixty one glorious weeks left. How awesome is that. I wish that number was squished to about 6 weeks left, but I will take what I can get. This week I'm supposed to wash and clean out the car...boy does it need it!! Stephen took it to work today so I wont be doing it now. It is raining since Friday so no harm there. I think we may end up selling it after we get the new car. HALLELUJAH!!! That car was okay when i first got it but now it's more like a tiny little coffin. It scares the jeepers out of me.
On a different not, I am supposed to be going to Louisiana on Thursday but no tickets booked yet. Hopefully I still get to go. I have been back since September, but that time has really flown by.

I took Michael to get his one year shots on Saturday. He is 34 inches tall and 25lbs. He's in the 98th percent for his height and the 70th for his weight. The doctor said he is doing really well and is very healthy. Well, I would hope so. Little booger is always hungry and always has a drink in hand. Ugh, we love him so much. How is it that no matter how much I see him walk, or talk, I still think its the cutest thing ever?! Me NOT being bias, thinks he is the sweetest and cutest and smartest baby alive! lol. His sugars have fogged my brain, i think. Last night we were sitting at dinner and said, "Michael what does the doggie do?" and he replies with, "OOF OOF!."

Week 2: Cleaning out the closets

Well, that was easy! ...and difficult all at the same time. I am a horrible "get-rid-of-er" . My thoughts as I'm going through my drawers: "Well, I haven't worn that in two years but I am losing weight so maybe soon"...cant' go in the bag. "What if my other clothes get stained and I have nothing left" ....keep that. You see where this is going. All together I bagged about 6 pairs of hideous pants and stuff that I wore about four years ago in college. Things my flabby mommy belly will not be folded into. And I'm a good folder...which makes me a bit depressed. HOw the hell was I that skinny?? Really?? And I thought i was a bit big back then but a size four from American Eagle isn't that big at all. And I'm really not big now, just not little anymore. Sigh...where am I going with this?? Oh yea..the cleaning out the closets thing. Well, I did what I said I would do. I'm going to do Michael's clothes today, which shouldn't be that hard. Little thing gets longer everyday.
Speaking of...he's walking like crazy. Everywhere!! and talking. He says "Jsss" in a high pitch, oh so cute, baby voice. That means Juice, btw. He also says fish, daisy, hey, and dada. That's right..no "mama" in the mix but he'll recognize one day.=) Here's a picture of the too cute little man that made a year old on the 20th of Feb.