This week Brian started P90X. Funny, he's not just out of shape, he's deconditioned. He takes naps, has to rest, is the first one to go to bed last one up. Decides that he wants to get in shape, so Im thinking maybe start walking or riding a bike, and he comes home with P90X. Last night he was doing these pushups where you stick your butt up in the air and when you go down your head touches the ground. Emi was doing them with him and mimicking his every grunt and fall. Angie and Tony LOVED doing the pylometrics and tonight they asked to do the yoga with him. Me, I'm so overweight and out of shape, I'm sticking with the Jane Fonda workout for the more "mature set" that I'm doing with my mom. Brian was really impressed by how stong Angie and Tony are.

I was supposed to iron Kindergarten graduation gowns today, but they moved the picture day to next month. Darn, I was really looking forward to that.

Well, two stress ulcers later, we booked our trip to Tofino, British Columbia. I can't believe we are actually going to be there for Jack's wedding in September. Airline tickets for 9 are bought (including mom and dad). We wented a house and have secured a rental 12 passenger van. We had many discussions about skipping the trip and using the money to pay off debt. That's what Dave Ramsey would have us do. I justified going anyway by reminding Brian that if we weren't planning this trip, we wouldn't have the money to pay off debt because I would not be working extra. Over Spring Break we plan on getting passports. I still can't believe that we are actually going.

Well, I have no idea where this post will lead but onward I go. We went to do our taxes a couple of weeks ago, and our disc drive woudn't read the disc. SO, I say "time for a new one" and Brian says "I think I can fix it". So, he restores our computer. Strangely, the computer read the restore disc, but still wouldn't read discs, so we bought an external one and were able to do our taxes. So, since then its been one inconvenience after another. First, all my pictures are gone. I was very sad for a day, until I realized that most are still on the camera, phone etc. I did lose some from my fist iphone that crashed, but lets not think about that. Second, our itunes recognized that we have a "new computer", so all of our music that we downloaded and stored on there....you guessed it....gone. Then I learned that you can only have 5 computers before you have to get a new account....irritating since its not a new computer. So, eventually, I will get all the updates on here and I can start posting pictures again. In the meantime, they are on fb.

The kids and I met mom and dad at Port Aransas this weekend. This place is really special to us for some reason. Maybe because its one of the few times that we do nothing. We don't plan anything we just do whatever we feel like doing when we get up that day. The beach is alot different in the winter. Still nice, but alot different. I could sit and watch the dolphins jump all day. We rode the jetty boat out to St. Jo island and went shell hunting. I found some really nice ones. This island is really just a sandbar about a 10 minute boat ride from Port A. I don't recommend it in the summer, there is nothing there. And by nothing, I mean not even a port a potty. There was tons of trash there as well, and the kids looked at me like I was crazy when they had to pick theirs up after we had a snack. The kids didn't have school on Monday, so we stopped in San Antonio at the witte museum to stretch our legs. I liked this place. I just wish that we had more time there, but we left in time to beat rush hour traffic. I hope to take the kids back there. The HEB Tree house is really cool.

I've been working alot of extra, so my house is in shambles. Its very overwhelming, and I called in sick today because I don't feel well, and have had a headache all day. So, I didn't do anything today either. Emi and I napped. I work tomorrow, and then I will tackle it Thursday.

I have to go get the kids from detention. They have 5 tardies. Uggh. Another reminder as to why I went part time.