I've been thinking about this blog a lot & wondering why I do this? do you ever do that? I wonder, really... is this just a journal? am I trying to get attention? why am I not private? I am wondering...

no photos.... but the camera I have wanted to buy is on clearance at target right now for $419. OUCH- with all the big happenings around here in the next couple months- I better not.

The man of the house- trent- mowed the lawn today. I stood out there pointing out all the tufts of grass all over the place that he missed. He doesn't DO straight lines- ever. it's a good thing I am raising kids not grass.

He wanted to mow the grass- because the neighbor kid does it! and gets paid $5 too! He told the neighbor kid's mom that he needed money because he's bankrupt. She let him sweep up grass & gave him $2.

That's better than a couple of summers ago when he asked a different neighbor if he could pull her weeds for money. She said, sure how about $1. He said - how about $1,000. She said- what do you need $1,000 for? he said- I'm trying to get my own apartment.

Or last month when he asked another different neighbor for $100 bill... the neighbor said I don't have $100- trent said- ya you do, I saw it when you opened your wallet. He kindly explained that you have to get a job to have that kind of money. Hmmm. Maybe trent should spend more time inside?

Today I insisted that Hailey go shopping with me for a new pair of shoes. Her shoes are hideous. She loves them. The dogs wouldn't chew on them. I offered any shoes... any price... She wanted slippers- no. teenagers...? kind of reminds me of the time my mom offered me any jeans if I would throw away my beloved holey ones. I didn't take her up on that either. We did settle on a pair of comfy, slipperish, german looking, cloggy things. But- we are going for more soon. Wish me luck!

Last night, much to Trent's excitement- he was... let's put it this way... gassy. He was so thrilled with the outcome of that- that he wanted chloe to come downstairs to hear it. Mom- No- Chloe does not want to hear you pass gas... t- wouldn't it be great if we could call dad & he could hear it? (dad was at Bishopric meeting) Ummm no.

Tonight at dinner T- remember that gas i was passing last night? That was so cool. I told all the kids in my class about it. Mom- what? who did you tell about it???? T- everyone, but I don't think they were listening.

I hope not.