And I'm Back? Maybe?

Hellloooo bloggy world.  I have once again been MIA for a while and I once again am vowing to come back.  We'll see how that goes.  I have a few different reasons for coming back and maybe both will actually keep me motivated.  Goodness knows I need someone to hold me accountable for keeping to my goals...maybe this well.

So for Goal #1: Weight Loss.  Since I've had little man taking care of myself has certainly been on the back burner...and it shows. I'd post a picture, but honestly, I just don't let people take them of me anymore because I hate the way I look.  I am taking initial measurements/weights tomorrow am and starting myself on a little program.  I won't post the gory details everyday, but maybe if I can brag or at least have to admit to the fact that I skipped a run AGAIN I won't skip as many.

Goal #2: I will be starting teaching in a brand new school next year and am super excited to set up my classroom.  I'm going to use this as a sort of classroom blog for a bit maybe.  We'll see....

Goal #3: This is the first summer that I am home with little man and I want it documented...so there will be lots of little man posts.

And along the way I'm sure I'll keep you posted on all of my oddball antics...and for those of you who haven't seen little man in a long time here's one of my newest, favorite photos

I needed a non-crafty update :)

So Evan made his big bad stage debut on Christmas Eve at the church xmas pagent like I mentioned before. Aaaannnd I was the most amazing supportive mother ever by being the only adult on the stage with him. The picture isn't the best quality, but here is my adorable son being the cutest baby Jesus ever...and me being so super thrilled to be up there. Luckily, once the shepards and animals came up i snuck in the back and kind of hid behind the kids (thank goodness!) As you can see I decided to be a gold angel. And I was a good sport. I donned my beautiful, flowing white gown and sat in church waiting when I would have to face my public humilation. And then it got worse....the coordinator approached me to tell me that I wasn't totally dressed. My mouth dropped open as thoughts raced through my head. Apparently I had forgotten my halo (gold glittery stuff). I must have made a face because her response was that I wasn't gold and glittery enough...to which I held out my arms to show her the 4 foot hanging gold fabric that was extending from beneath each of my arms to the floor (you can kind of see them in the picture above). Wasn't that enough gold? Apparently not. I compromised by having her tie it around my waist. Joy.