There is and adorable but sick little dude in my bed that is preventing me from posting right now. I can’t remember the last time one of my kiddos had a fever so I am grateful for that, but a little bummed that I was actually going to head back to the gym tomorrow after a long hiatus and that won’t be happening.

Wait, I am bummed about not being able to go to the gym? Man, now I am off to take my temperature…..

So I know I typically do a round up of great stuff I find throughout the week on my weekend post. And this video had every intention of making it in to that roundup, but I feared you wouldn’t click over and watch it and your life will forever be incomplete (ok so also it is late and I have been busy today getting through all your comments for my Oreck Steam Mop giveaway). Either way, enjoy!

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I am sitting here trying desperately to come up with a post.

But I am tired. And a little weary.

The hubby has been gone a few nights (which I don’t advertise because hello? Crazy stalkers) and my kids are completely a mess from the exhaustion/excitement/insanity of starting up school. I forget how bad the first month is.

I have officially (yet again) overcommitted and am already looking at things to get out of because holy crap I can’t handle my calendar another minute.

And I have no idea how to parent anymore. Do you ever get the sense that you might be messing up one of your children so badly that you should just give up and put them in lifelong therapy now? I mean why wait?

And then tonight I went to a fundraiser about orphans that had me convinced that I must adopt half of the 1.47 million orphans of the world because if I don’t who will? Clearly I am being rational. Wish I could blame hormones.

The thing is in the midst of all of this (which sounds like I am having some sort of breakdown- this is what you get late at night when you are tired and write down your every thought), I still look around daily and think,

My word. I. am. blessed. And as the words of one of my current favorite songs says, “What is there to complain about?”