Post 101

Post 101. Wow, I've been at this for awhile. Maybe I'll print them out and make a book that my children will never be able to read. Can't have them thinking their mom drank a little in college. Speaking of drinking a little, I spent the last week with my brothers. All of them. Nat came home from Kuwait, Keith came home from Cali and I spent the weekend at Scotts. Never were we all together though. Oh well. Anyway, it seems that the only way that we can bond is to drink and make fun of people. Heaven forbid should anyone say or do anything that is slightly less than right.

In other news, I made cookies! Yep, real live cookies. Well, not live. But they could have been they were so life like. I made some happy pumpkins and some happy ghosts and some happy bats and some happy bears (they were Halloween bears). You almost didn't want to eat them...until you realized how delicious they were. I'm the next Martha Stewart, let me tell you. Except for that jail thing. Don't want to go to jail.

I puked on the coffee table and my mom had to clean it up. Oops.