8 weeks or something...

What a clusterfuck.

I will start this out with a random sidenote. A girlfriend of mine had twins today. That is wacky in and of itself.........BUT...I just realized while planning a side dish to bring to my old bosses superbowl party this weekend....what I was doing last superbowl party. I was sitting on my deck. With Kim and Jennifer. While our husbands were inside drinking beer and eating. Talking about pregnancy. And the ups and downs...And the problems that go along with getting pregnant. What to do afterwards. and a whole bunch of girl BS for the hours the game was on. We were probbaly just killing time more than anything....but it still was.

BUT

1 year later

I have a daughter.

J has a daughter.

And K has 2 daughters.

Shut the fuck up.

Congrats to all of us.

May our daughter grow up with better things to do than go to parties and talk about pregnancy!!!! ;)

So, Harlee's third camping trip was this past weekend. It was the tounament of champions in Palm Desert! And Ja was on the all star team.

It was pretty kick ass I must say.

Her team was pretty fabulous and stood a good chance of doing something.

Game 1: They kicked ass. they won 2-0. Mind you this is the tournament of champions for the whole area...this includes: Rialto, Temecula, Apple Valley, yucaipa, blah blah...they dont mess around here.

Game 2: they tied Rialto, 0-0. Which was huge. Because Rialto was the reigning champion of the area from 2 weeks prior. The were the team to beat and no one else that weekend even tied them. Yes we were all chewing our nails the whole game it was that close and good, but the bottom line is they tied. Which put them in a tie for 1st place.

Game 3: They lost 0-1 to Temecula. Which was fine because they had to win 2-0 to be in the finals.....dont ask. So even though Temecula won, they didnt make finals either.

But the girls all came back crying...It was pretty sad. For a team that only made it on a wild card, they did so good!!!!!

Random updates on everyone:

Mike: Had his surgery, and now stiches removed. Walking perfectly and feeling good

Me: Stoked H slept from 9 - 3:45 last night. I know it wont happen again any time soon, but still thankful for what I had. Running/jogging/walking 3 miles a day and yet feeling extra fat.

Jesse: got excepted to the IB prograsm at his future high school, which is higher than honors (kind of)

Brody: So helpful with H. Loves putting laundry away and talking about himself in 3rd person. "Brody will watch the game now" As heard at the soccer game.

H: Rolling over and spitting up like a champion. Going through 4 outfits a day and just being a general pain in the ass. But, I love her.