Auburn Gal Always

Can you guess what causes this excited little smile?

Mommy?

Daddy?

Sissy?

Puppy?

Toys?

Pacifier?

Blanket?

The ceiling.

My son finds the ceiling more interesting, more exciting, more entertaining, more pleasant, more everything-positive-and-good-in-the-world better than his mommy's face. Sad. A shower might help with this sad situation.

But before I rush off to the shower to frantically try to remove the stink from my skin, lunch!

I made meatloaf for Easter lunch. It was the lowest fat, best WeightWatcher's points (my calculations) recipe I could develop and it was actually pretty darn good.

And what better side dish to enhance the healthy-eating lifestyle than macaroni and cheese with extra Velveeta!

But before I can get a shower, I must go chase down the doghouse. Why? Because the wind just blew it off the back porch. Yes, our doghouse is on our back porch. We're that kind of tacky rednecks.

And PROUD OF IT Y'ALL!

note: I apologize for the crappy spacing and layout you see. I have no control over how Blogger spaces between paragraphs and I give up!

Blogger, I hope you're happy. You've won again. [sad face]