oh lalalalalalalala. I will just have you know when you say ohlala in french-it isn't at all what we Americans think. It surely doesn't mean hey hot stuff-or check that out-or that is sexy, but it actually means is- oh crap-or what in the world-or its the awesomest way to say--oh that just ticks me off. (forgive all my horrible grammatical errors) I remember being at a cute little Laotian ladies house(Claire-maybe you remember her-you might of cut her nails when I so kindly volunteered you.) and somebody was doing something outside and she started saying-ohlala-ohlala and clicking her tongue. You may wonder why I'm writing this-who cares about the french and their ohlala, but I do! And I actually feel like screaming OHLALA!!! And who would have even know what I meant if I wouldn't have shared this lovely tidbit of information. OHLALA! You are probably asking yourself-what, why? It's simply because Life is hard. Am I sad? no. Am I upset? no. I just realize sometimes that life is just difficult. I might even say that I enjoy it's difficulty. You never trully know what to expect and if you think one thing another might happen. You have an idea of what you think may be, but it quickly changes. You look back and realize that it all works out well. I remember being completely overwhelmed, defeated and depressed and then I had this simple little thought come to my mind that said-turn around. I of course turned around and saw the most beautiful sunset that I've ever seen in my life. The sky literally looked like it was on fire and the sun was so brilliant. I knew at that moment that God surely lived and that he loved me. I realized that no matter how difficult it became that it would always work out and I'd turn around and look behind me and say-wow that was awesome.
First of all it was easy to get that Widget of the Baby on, but I have no idea how to get if off. It's not that I don't want to remove it, I just don't know how. I'm not the smartest blogger on the block. I bet there is some button that says remove widget somewhere. So the big day finally arrived-if you want to know as little as possible I suggest that you read no further, but just scroll down and enjoy the pictures. I slept in on Thursday(last week)-it was glorious. I straightened my hair, shaved my legs and just slowly got ready for work. I then decided that it was essential that I pick up baby wipes from Costco. My body must have known that I would be needing them soon. I'm walking around Costco and all of the sudden I pee my pants. I was looking all around for a bathroom, but I couldn't see one anywhere. I thought well it was just a little leak and I know there is a bathroom at target and they are usually pretty clean. So I head over to target and I continue...
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