She's a brick...house..

Sheesh. Finally another blog entry. I always make fun of my husband because he stomps around the dang house like he is a rhino. when he lays down in bed i swear he is like a ton of bricks. The guy isnt obese but man he is solid. Well... my poor sweet evelyn.. she is exactly the same. she stomps around, and when she is dead weight.. i swear she is like 75lbs.  Poor kid with her dad and me being 6'3 she has no chance at being dainty or any of that cutesy stuff.. and im okay with that.... we will she what she thinks here in about 10 years.
ugh i hate having nothing to say.
blech
gag
yuck.