Alright, Im not dead. We just finished moving into our house. All we need now is unpackers and we would be ok.
We live in a predominantly black neighborhood, which is not a big deal to me. I don't know if this is in neighborhoods everywhere, but these older black men come over almost daily to hustle their wares and try to convince Husband that they need to rake our lawn for us.
*Ahem*
We are able-bodied early 20 somethings. Why would I hire the help of a wrinkled and smelly old man? Husband was able to rake up 15 bags worth of leaves. And then we found out that lawn waste isn't picked up for another week.
Other then that, the house is coming around nicely. I trip over a box almost every other day, but I haven't exactly had a day off where I could un-pack.
Husband is taking the girls to his Mommy's house on Thursday so then I might be able to finish the last of the laundry. Husband's mommy is a little miffed that I put my foot down on Mother's Day this year. I am a mother too dammit and I deserve to spend the holiday the way I want to. I don't care if she has been a mother longer then me. It is my day too. She has had 29 Mother's Days. This is only my third. She will be alright. Besides, we sent her roses.
Let's see what else.. I am doing really well in school. My GPA is like, a 3.01. Husbands is 2.89 because he got a D in a class. Hehehe.

Alright, if you want me to update, I need reminders. Thanks!