Can you believe this is the third freakin’ time I’ve typed this post? Wordpress and I cannot seem to get along at all. It delights in telling me I have no permission to do anything and loves erasing my posts when I hit Publish. Shotgun, anyone?

Today after many weeks of being broken, my garbage disposal is finally fixed. And it took moi to finally figure out how to do so. Hence the title of the post. I’m so proud of my mommy/housewife skillz - even though it took nothing more than locating a tiny reset button on the disposal and pushing it in. But still! It was awesome if I do say so myself. Which I will. Many times. When my husband gets home..

Friday my in-laws came to pick us all up and we headed off for Green Bay. It’s about a three hour drive as I live on the opposite side of the state. So we got in late that night and just sat around talking for awhile. Then on Saturday morning, we took my daughter to Bay Beach, this is a cute little amusement park designed for little kids. The tickets are only 25 cents which is a great deal since you pay three times that much per ride at the fair. Mariah took a little friend along and ended up having a blast. Her favorite seemed to be the Giant Slide, though towards the end she only wanted to stand at the top and watch everyone else go down it. Ian finally had to go up and bring her down, much to her (screaming) dismay.

After we left the park we headed back to hubby’s aunt’s house for a booya party. I think I ate four plates of food the entire night. Everyone kept bringing such awesome dishes it was hard to stay away. Mariah had an awesome time running around with all the little kids. She didn’t even go down for a nap which was surprising. Her mood was nice and cheerful though, which was even more surprising after the busy morning she had. Finally near 10pm she collapsed and slept almost 12 hours.

Right now I’m just waiting for my grandma to get off work so she can come pick Mariah up. She’s keeping her for the night and (hopefully) I’ll be able to get some cleaning done. If I actually dreg up the motivation to do any. Gabriel is getting so big, alls he does is sit in my ribcage during the day and pushes out. I’m already bigger at six months than I was at 8.5 (she was born two weeks early) months with Mariah. Needless to say, I am not looking forward to the labor!