quick, unedited words

i have not forgotten you.  remember my guilt.  it is with me and i can't go into the rest of the week without writing something.  but house is a wreck and the parents arrive tomorrow.  how can i possible dirty a home so quickly? 

i have had so many things to talk about.  about our trip to arkansas, our awesome families, and frank's continuous questions about God and the people in his children's Bible.  for instance, today at the zoo on the way to see the new lions, he said, "Did the people throw Daniel into the lion's den because they were jealous of his beautiful coat?" 

I wanted to tell you about the terrible customer service I received at Target yesterday, and how it made me lose my temper with my son.  I want to discuss the differences between frank and ford and make some sort of chart to display how wonderfully different they are.  I want also to talk about the new realization i had today that I do not know how to be sad, but only angry and how my poor husband has to put up with my anger each time we go to our designated work areas because, really I am sad, but I don't know how to express that emotion. 

I want especially to discuss all the drinking of the surprise Asbach Uralts chocolates that have come into my possession since my birthday.  you generous souls know who you are.  If any of the rest of you come to my house, i might just share with you - but you better hurry, because just like with the cinnamon rolls, they will be gone very soon.

finally, i just want to say that i am so excited for spring.  i absolutely loathe houston in the summer, and usually at this time of year i am mourning our beautiful winter's departure, but this year i am just so excited to see the azaleas bloom and the trees bud and the grass turn green again.  i have forfeited much housekeeping, and therefore sleep this evening, in an effort to help the boys take in the warm weather before we welcome the onslaught mosquitoes that will ruin my mood anytime i am outdoors in the next few months. 

travel pictures will follow soon.  in the meantime, let me just show you something new for me:

i have never liked painting my nails - and could count on one hand the number of times i have left nailpolish on my fingers for more than a day...until this past week.  Spurred on by the lastest issue of Lucky magazine (the subscription i receive now that Domino went out of business) i went in search of lavendar nailpolish.  and I discovered "Lavendar Cloud" by Sally Hansen.  I am a little in love with it.  makes me feel modern and strangely enough, not quite as pale.

at least i did feel pretty, until at the zoo today, when frank was kneeling on the ground and looked at my legs and said, "I can see your veins...and your ants, just like daddy has on his face."