disclaimer from a fake it 'til you make it kind of gal

'sup? how about a little blitching? with other stuff mixed in of course.

I'm having an average day. who am i kidding its less than average . mediocre at best. fair to middlin'? um yeah it's that good.

• I'm inclined to state that I'm a fake it 'til you make it kinda gal. any confidence, or self inflated opinions stated here, are generally...well, false. the leering at cleavage is true. but the resulting opinion from the people looking is as yet unknown. i admit i take note because i usually think WOW that guy just checked me out, even if I'm.....!?! (fill in your choice- fat,tall, pregnant ,married, a mom,) it just never ceases to amaze me. and sadly I'm always flattered they looked.
  

• To go along with that, can i just say that urban dictionary isn't the place to go for a self esteem boost. i have never read more derogatory statements IN MY LIFE. especially if you are fat. and according to some of the definitions there, if you can't wear a 2 piece bathing suit, or wear larger than a size 10 you are Fat. NIIICE! well if that's the case i was fat in high school. because me and a size 10 broke up long before high school. which is where that self esteem problem came from in the first place.

i happened to have incredibly skinny friends with incredibly small jean sizes in H.S. so in comparison i felt huge. little did i know....that was as good as it gets for me. (keep in mind when i wore a 14 rumors circulated that i was anorexic. so a 10? was completely unattainable )

by the way,the other night, i actually had a friend tell me she wished she had a "thyroid problem" so she had an excuse for when she gained weight. (pretty much inferring that's what i do) yeah i felt rad that she covets my thyroid problem/weight gain excuse. super awesome. i wish it was just an excuse and not a life long ,irritating medical issue. SERIOUSLY!

• in other news-

• my kids were up and bugging us before 6am. i went to bed around 2. seriously i want to hear nothing from kids before 7 am at least. preferably 7:30. or heck 9 is good.
  

• Pierce had a 30 minute fit over an Otter pop(it wasn't his and i hate those and he wanted to eat it in his bedroom). i didn't give in. but the neediness afterward? oy! and he just fell asleep in my lap. at least I'll know where he is when I'm cleaning.
  

it'll be a busy day otherwise.

standard household chores. (always waiting for me. never finished. SUPER GLAM!)

plus Liberty has requested i bring in Hope and Pierce for Show and tell. i keep telling her they aren't all that exciting and she should pick something else. BUT i guess I'll do it since today is the last show and tell of the year, and maybe her life. she even called to make sure i make an appearance.

Pierce has therapy (which I'm ashamed to admit we almost never practice his initial consonant sounds that we are supposed to practice)

and, the girls have their singing group performance tonight. i know! you are so excited to see video from that. how could you not be thrilled? I'm thinking i need to find somewhere for Pierce to go for that half hour of fun. so i can enjoy it and not wrestle the beast.
only 4.5 days of school left in this school year.

are you kidding me? how did it go so fast?

I've been thinking I'd do an update post about JOY'S backpack redo.

remember this?
the last day of school i'll take a picture so you can see how it held up even with all the abuse she can dish out. because i'm pretty stoked to say it HELD UP GREAT.

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