We took the day off of school today for Spring Break. I am totes cheating and taking today off, schooling Tuesday-Friday, and then taking Spring Break from next Tuesday-Friday.
Because I can.
Today was the day I was going to organize the entire house.
Yes! The WHOLE house! In one day! I had a lot of confidence in myself, apparently. And as I sit here typing this out to you, I would like you to know that:
A) My house is messier than when I started
B) The kids are watching a DVD because I am tired of forcing them to care about the mess
C) I shredded my finger on the cheese shredder and it hurts something fierce
D) I am really overwhelmed with all my stuff
E) Not one room is completely organized yet.
Shoes! Why do we need so many? I ask you? All six of us. We need dress shoes and play shoes and camping shoes and going-to-town shoes and basketball shoes and river shoes and snow boots and mud boots and flip flops. Each of us. Times six. And paper! Don’t get me started on paper. Which ones to keep? Which ones to toss? And where do I put it? I don’t know.
I just throw them in a Rubbermaid tote.
Guess what I do with extra shoes?
Rubbermaid tote.
Christmas Decor?
Rubbermaid tote.
David’s hunting gear, part 1?
Rubbermaid tote.
David’s hunting gear, part 2?
Rubbermaid tote.
Kids’ keepsakes?
Rubbermaid tote.
I have to be honest. The tote sitch is getting out of control. I need a room dedicated to totes.
So, I am sitting here trying to go through old pictures. I am trying to think outside of the box on how to organize these, but we all know that they are going to be tossed in a tote by the end of the day.
So, in the interest of procrastination, I thought I would take you all on a walk down memory lane.
Be excited.
Once upon a time, there was a lovely girl named Taylor.
In case you are confused, I, Taylor, am the girl with the bra strap hanging down. This is because I could not figure out how to adjust the straps so the contraption would fit me correctly. I know this to be truth because I finally figured out how to do so last year.
And, guess what?! It is pretty easy.
So, the summer before my senior year, I started to date David. You remember David, don’t you? He’s the guy I am married to who throws pig kidneys at me now.
Let’s discuss this picture shall we?
First, can we all agree that David is a bit on the thin side? I think he should have been drinking whole milk.
Also. He is wearing a necklace. And clothes from Old Navy or the Gap. And has highlighted hair.
What about this boy screams, “Future Pig Entrepreneur!”? You can understand why I live in a constant state of confusion, yes?
And do I see a VCR? And a ginormous, console television? Apparently we are old. We did date in the days before cell phones and all.
Anyways. I liked him and he liked me and we went to my senior winter formal together.
And no, it was not the prom. I went to a Christian school and we were not allowed to have a prom.
So we called it a Winter Formal. And apparently that was ok.
Well, we got married. Surprise! (Bet you didn’t see that one coming)
And before we had kids, we loved our dogs deeply. Our friend took our picture for us with our two babies, Jack and Mabel.
Here is another picture of us, pre-kids.
Well, aren’t we cute? The answer is yes.
Alright. I have got to go throw all these pictures in a tote, but before I go, I will share one from our 5 year anniversary trip. We went on a CRUISE, if you can believe it. And by this point, we had two girls.
Yes. It’s true. We look snazzy.
You can hardly tell we are really just red-neck hillbillies.
Happy Monday!
David-prekids, smile, smile, smile…post kids, no smile…hmmm
I was about to say the SAME thing!!! LOLOLOL!!!!!
Me too!
Me too–I can now see why you married him–with the smile and all he looks very charming. He should smile more often. Doesn’t he find you hilarious–like I do? I would think he’d be smiling and laughing all the time with you around.
I noticed David stopped smiling after the kids came along. hmmm…..Holla! 🙂
why doesn’t he smile anymore??? you two are just so cute =)
Yes, I too noticed that he stopped smiling AFTER the children!
But you continue to be sweet and lovely!
You may have more totes…but I can almost gaurentee I have more blue tarps! People cover everything with blue tarps up here!
Lumberjack must have stopped smiling because he made too many girls swoon…goodness, what a difference a smile makes! Not, that he isn’t handsome not smiling but TURN THAT FROWN UPSIDEDOWN for pete’s sake…it accentuates your dimples!!! Taylor…it’s just not fair how pretty you are!
Taylor, you look no different today than in those pictures. I would hate you if I didn’t like you so much.
I notice that the Lumberjack stopped smiling when you started having kids. What does this say?
Trying to sort pictures automatically halts all progress on projects for the day because you start oohing and aahing and giggling and tearing up and then it’s three hours later.
So yeah, just stick them in a tote.
Love these pictures of you two. The first thing I noticed was David’s smile. He doesn’t smile for pictures anymore. Wonder why? Maybe it’s the pigs’ fault? Maybe he just doesn’t want the world to know how much fun he’s really having!
Is David wearing the same shirt in the Senior Winter Formal picture and the cruise picture??? Taylor, you still look as young as you did in high school..after 4 kids? I only have 3, and I have aged way more than I would like! 😉
It sure looks like the same shirt. When I married my husband (22 yrs old) he wore the same shirts he’d been wearing since junior high! Some of them were a little short at the waist…
Taylor, check out my post on the stuff I wanted to organize!
About those pictures, may I say from years ahead of you, DO SOMETHING NOW!!
Gag, I so wish I had at least dated the important ones on the back (this was before cameras dated the negative and definitely before digital.)
I have been working on dating photos, labeling them (tossing some), and separating them by child or event so that each one gets something from their childhood. I have made progress (seven children, three countries, tons of photos), but I have a long way to go. And I wonder if they will ever even take out the envelopes (marked by the year), and look at them. Forget doing scrapbooks. They paralyze me totally. Too many choices. But I am not giving up.
Lot’s of comments here about David and his “before an after” smile. It’s true though…he is devastatingly handsome in the “before”‘s and he is stern and serious in the “after”s. Wazzup with that? Of course he’s still handsome…but come on Lumberjack, turn the smile back on and show us all you still have a joyful heart!!! We KNOW it’s tucked away in there somewhere’s. Shimmy up one of those Tamarisk tree’s and throw us down one.
Well, your pix of LJ are a real hit. gee, I never saw him from BEFORE. I woulda never guessed necklace, highlights. har har har. Thanks for sharing.
i think i need a cruise
I think we all need a cruise…….and more of David’s smiles !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I see that no matter what pictures you post, you never look a day over 17. Unfair, Teller.