Hello there! If you are new here, you might want to subscribe to the RSS feed for updates on this topic.Powered by WP Greet BoxMaybe it’s my inability to come up with the proper noun in a sentence, but my kids think I’m growing senile. At the ripe old age of 47.I KNOW, it’s sad. I think we need to work our minds. And I don’t mean keeping track of everything that goes on in our day to day lives, although that’s good too. I mean training. Mind Olympics. As I was bloghopping “boomers” I came u

*bridesmaid dress shopping (my friend Tara is tying the knot...in May) tried on a lot but not the right one yet *Boomers (like family fun center...arcade, go carts, bumper boats) with mom, blaine & marlon *dinner with friends we havent seen in a while *wii playing *massage...awesome *a little laundry and cleaning *Sunday morning breakfast @ Andy & Candices house (very delicious...she even made chocolate chip pancakes) *and now I am going to watch the new episode of Big Love...ca