More Lindsay and Mari E Couture

Mari released her spring line of headbands and Lindsay got to model them! 

My big baby and my little baby...

We have had two monumental events this week, one involving our first born and the other involving our last born! Christopher turned 27!  We are so proud of him! He is a nice, smart, handsome young man!

It really is hard to believe this grown man came out of me!

 Granted he wasn't quite this big when he came out... thank heaven.

Birthday dinner with the grand-parental units.

And Luke, our baby, got his license. Go Luke! Watch out ladies!

It is nice to be appreciated!

So after spending 3 days in Salt Lake helping Court and Josh fix up the cute little house they bought (They bought the cutest little home in Sugarhouse, you will have to link to their blog in a few weeks to see the transformation) I came home to an absolutely spotless house! Everything was clean, laundry done and folded, beds made... what??? I was so happy! What a great husband I have! BUT then one by one my children pulled me aside to tell me how their dad made them "Do everything" while I was away. "Mom he was crazy, you set down a glass between sips and he would tell you to load it in the dish washer", "mom we had to work the whole time you were gone, it was torture" and "He made me clean my room and then came in and told me it wasn't good enough!"

I explained to them that dad did a great job, he just hadn't learned the art of the ever so delicate mom/nag balance. You see every mom has the potential of being the biggest nag ever (brush your teeth, do your homework, put your dishes away, pick up your dirty socks...etc) we have the need and absolute right not to be our children's slaves yet we realize how we sound, so we learn to pick and choose. "I will ask them to do this and I will do that" and even more often " I will ask them to do this and I will do that and ignore this and this..." I appreciate my husbands efforts, it made me so happy to come home and have nothing to do but unpack, but I have to say my children have never been so glad to see me! It's good to be appreciated!

So I have ten days to lose ten pounds...

Three months ago I declared "I have three months to lose ten pounds!" You see we are going to Hawaii on April third and I have accumulated some unwanted junk in the trunk (and arms), add to that that we travel with three skinny, young thangs ...ugh! So 3 months/ 10 lbs... totally doable right? I was confident. A month later it became "Two months to lose ten pounds, it will be difficult, but if I buckle down, I can do it!" and then "One month/ten lbs... possible, if I starve and run like 100 miles a day..." and alas now "ten lbs/ten days...:" so any way, I think I better get started... maybe next Monday?

You should have seen the ones that got away!

Steve and the boys do more than golf at Valencia Country Club!

My husband is a brave man...

So this morning Steve tells me my hormones are unbalanced... 

silly man.

Doesn't he know that snippiness can turn into homicidal rage in an instant?

And since I am on a hormonal rant... who the h-e-double toothpicks invented running?