New Year's and stuff....

Well, it's been quite awhile since I've been here. I'm such a SLACKER!

The New Year has come and gone without much of a bang. We just stayed home and rang it in with a few friends. Micah got a bottle of wine. Bright idea, since we don't own a wine opener. So he used the one off of his swiss army knife, and it broke off in the cork. Chris and I were just laughin at him. Then the redneck inginuity came out and he got a screw and a screwdriver. Yep popped right off. That was pretty much our excitement for the night.

I have givin up on New Year's resolutions. Maybe. If I keep it, mine will be to get organized. I kinda have done that. I got rid of my baker's rack, which was packed with junk. It was so bad you had to tiptoe by it or something would come sailin off. I downsized to a teeny tiny cabinet. We will see how long that stays clean and neat.

I'm also thinkin about more Kami time. Actually taking time for me and doing for me. It's been a long time since I put Kami first. I'm a mess. I would love to look hot in a bikini this year, without my muffin tops hangin out all over. eww And I need to do something with *gasp* my wrinkles! I'm 31 and got wrinkles! So workin out and actually buying something for my face.....that shouldn't be tooo hard. Hopefully.

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Here's a little bit of somethings that have happened since I last posted.

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It was the opening weekend of deer season and we were all at my mom's. It was gettin late and we were headin home. When we get at home we realize that we left my niece's bag at my mom's. So I jump in the Durango and head back over there. On my way out of her house and to the Durango, I run. I am just flyin over the yard. (I have NO idea why I was running) All of the sudden I am hurled up into the air and land on the deer rack. (for those that don't know what that is, it's a HARD metal rack that is attached to the back of the truck/suv by the thing...I can't remember what that thing is called my mind just went blank and all I can think of is thing!) Anyway, I am in some severe PAIN! I get off of the rack and get in the Durango, which I can't push down the gas pedal cause it hurts so bad. So I coast home. So glad we only live a couple of blocks away and most of it is down hill. I go inside, barely make it up the stairs, and look at myself. When I was running I didn't see the rack and hit it with my right shin. Then apparently I vaulted forward and up and hit my other knee on the rack and then my hand and my ribs right below my boob. My shin is the worst. It's bloody and nasty and already bruisin.

Well, it's now been a couple of months and I have a hideous lookin scar on my shin and a dent where I hit the metal. Gross lookin. And it still hurts when I hit it. My mama should have named me Grace. heehee
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Ok I was going to write some more, but Micah should be home soon and I have done nothin since he's been gone. So I better get my booty off of here and go do some laundry, or some other crap. Heck, it's Sunday already....where did the weekend go?????