A little kooky- but not an apple jumper mom...

Danny added this strange photo of me to this blog. hehe I honestly was being dumb- I only wish I could rock like this. I have yet to figure out how someone plays an instrument while doing this...

Disclaimer: This is in no way a bashing on women who enjoy wearing over sized denim jumpers with large apple appliques. It is also not a snooty blog about me being to good for apple jumpers. I, no doubt, am lacking some of the organization, normal-ness, and stable qualities commonly found in the type of mom who enjoys...well- denim, and plaid dresses, and sparkly Santa Claus vests.

It seems I am constantly saying, and doing goofy things lately. I cannot explain the times I have put my foot in my mouth over the last two weeks. I think I have found the culprit. I have been pretty much in my house(apart from church) because of weather, and a sick kid, for about 9 days. Phew. I need to get out.

I did get to go to a home school group meet up this Sat. It was supposed to be for couples, but Danny was gone to an auction. Turns out, it was just me and 3 other couples who went to church together and were all really familiar with one another. The kids ran around everywhere, and I must say, I totally felt out of place. I felt awkward, which usually makes me say MORE goofy things, rather than just keep silent. After I fixed my plate (it was a little potluck thing), I sat it on my bar stool because there was no more space on the counter. Then Isaac distracted me and came in crying about something. Well, I was so distracted that, I climbed into my bar stool backwards and sat right on my plate. Yep. Sandwiches, salsa...the works. THEN, I was SO embarrassed that I couldn't stop laughing, WAY after it was not funny anymore. Don't let my title fool you. I don't think most of the moms in this group are "apple jumper" types either- but sometimes I wonder if I am too kooky to find many like minded folk. I dunno. while my personality seems to naturally lean towards "goofy", the last two weeks have even taken me off guard. I have to have broken some kind of record with saying the wrong thing at the wrong time- or saying what I really didn't mean- or just doing some silly things.

I just cooked enchiladas- and that are now crispy over cooked burrito things, because I forgot to pour sauce on top. Lately, as I go to correct one child, I probably won't call them the right name, and will possibly call them something like " Isaiah, or Jo-maus", both of which might be okay names...but aren't my kid's names.

Danny and I are going to Monroe to find him some shoes tonight! YAY! I am WAY too excited. I also will finally get to go to Kirklands and look at some house stuff.

I am thinking I may have figured out just what I need to get my brain back on track, and am hoping to find one somewhere tonight. Something has to be-sobering about putting one of these beautiful things on. So sobering, that maybe a little of my loopiness will flee when I put it on with a red turtleneck and mother-goose broach.