Mondays are so bleh. Draining and tedious but nothing like the emotionally destructive four day weekend so I really shouldn’t be complaining. I slept better than I thought I would thanks to the shower. We didn’t do much talking throughout the day and I guess that is to be expected, but it is still hard to accept. I feel like my honesty has brought us nothing but pain as of late. I hope that in the end that I am wrong. The distance between us is never easy. Never.

We went to Aldi’s after work to pick up some items for home and for a potluck at work next Tuesday. I will be making green bean casserole; the list consisted of nine cans of green beans, three cans of cream of chicken, one can of cream of mushrooms and french onions. The twins were tired of being couped up in the car seats, so JT found it best that we all go inside together instead of him staying in the Jeep with them. With William rolling in around twenty eight pounds, Dad made sure to put him in the cart and Keisha walked along my side while holding my hands. Just as I thought she was extremely curious and nosy (golly gee, who does she get that from? *puzzled*) while walking down the aisle. We didn’t even make it through the entire first aisle before I decided to scoop her up in my arms. Nearly moments after that I plopped her down in the cart behind her brother. She was pretty much cool with that decision because she got to play with all of the items that I threw in the basket with her. I spent about $58 for the family groceries and I stayed within my budget for work at $9.88 (I had $10 for the cause).

The twins ate pot roast and fruit cocktail for dinner, William had lima beans with that and Keisha had sweet potatoes. They had two different vegetables because there was just a wee bit left of each blended vegetable, but not quite enough for both of them to have the same kind. For the second night in a row, they really enjoyed the pot roast and this was quite pleasing considering how picky William began to be with his food about four weeks ago. Since I bought a food chopper at Wal-Mart William and Keisha have ate just about everything that I have placed in front of them… as long as it was blended. Do children go through this thing where they don’t want to eat solids? I don’t know what that is all about. What I do know is that we haven’t bought any baby food in over four weeks and we have saved plenty of dollars of that.

The twins turn fourteen months old today. Another milestone in their young life. Happy fourteen months old sugar babies. I really need to start researching what kind of potty trainers we want for them. And note to self… scan their school pictures and turn in the order form. Over the course of the past four weeks the biggest accomplishment has been mastering walking. I’m so very proud of them. We are still working on the sippy cup… the twins seem like they will go straight to a cup over the sippy cup. Even though they spill most of the liquid on them, William and Keisha tend to drink better out of their baby cups over the sippy cups. The baby cups are oh so cute because they turn colors when cold liquid is in it. I’m not sure if the twins or I find it more fascinating. …And many more my little younglings.

As much as I get tired of hearing the words, it really is hard to believe that a year has gone by. A woman that I see every so often asked how the twins were doing, said the infamous words and then complimented me when she said that I look so young and skinny. In all of the twenty seven years of my life, I never thought I would actually enjoy someone saying that I look skinny. I spent nearly the first twenty years of my life hating every bit of those words and responding with, “No I’m not skinny!! I got meat on these bones,” when in fact I was skinny and the scale didn’t lie when it read a buck oh five. Years later, after dropping two angels and sixty pounds the words, “You look skinny” play beautiful melodies in my ears. I must be crazy for real.

Lastly, I was sorry to hear about the passing of WWE Superstar Eddie Guerrero. I am a huge wrestling fan, so the news hit hard at home. My condolences to his family and friends.

I hope tomorrow brings a brighter day.