Em and the Possibilities There are no guarantees in life…only the possibilities

I’m not quite through tweaking it though.

*ahem*

I was going for a 3-d glasses theme, but I can’t quite get the look I want. Since I want a change RIGHT THIS MINUTE, I put up what I’ve got so far. The rest of the blog will catch up slowly but surely. I’ve got two exams on Thursday that I need to review for.

In other news, I’m in a bit of a quandry with the chillens. I put the older two in a tumbling class, but now my BAYBEE gets so incredibly UPSET when he can’t go. Unfortunately, due to liability issues, I can’t have Joe and Dan in the same class. There’s no 4-5 class at the same time as the 2-3, and I HAVE to be on the floor with the 2-3 class. I’ll figure something out though. Somehow.

A while back I had posted my pre-kids pic, but it was un-dated. A friend had asked for a pic of my wedding dress and as I was sorting through the box, I ran across a pic from my 21st birthday. Behold the scrawniness just two short years before my daughter was born:

I look at that pic, and I think “Holy SHIT! What HAPPENED??!!??!!??”

And then I remember that one horrifying word: Genetics

I’ve edited their faces out since I’m not up for asking permission to post. This is: Mom and all but one of her sisters -

Say it with me now: UpHill Battle!

I realize I’ll never ever be that chick again. I dunno if I WANT to be that chick again. (Ready for the smack-worthiness? She thought she was FAT!)

And y’know, I really didn’t mean for this to turn into a diatribe, because I’ve really REALLY got to go read/review/study.