Nothing

Yesterday Braeden asked me if he could read my blog.  I said, "I didn't post today.  I don't really have anything to say."

Braeden gave me a sort of wounded look.  You may argue that a lot of the time I don't have anything to say and I still blog.  It is mostly because of Braeden and that wounded look.  I can handle it when he's here but I want him to get my blog when he's on his mission.  I can't handle thinking about him having a wounded look when he is far away.

My mom called me to see if I was OK.  She said, "You didn't blog...."

So I'll tell you what's new.

My icloud storage is full.  Every time I open my laptop it tells me that.  And this morning I got a sort of threatening email about it.  I think it's darling of the computer to think that I know what to do about it but I need to wait until Adam can address this issue.

Yesterday I had an allergy attack.  The kind that makes you lose the will to live.

I talked to both sisters on the phone and had lunch with Tabor so that was sort of a banner day.

I was walking upstairs and Emma called up, "Are you coming down soon?"

I said, "What do you need?"

She said, "Nothing, I just want to talk to you."

What?!?

I quickly went back downstairs because when does that happen?  Answer:  when the Ulta catalog arrives.  Emma wanted to discuss.


I had the laurel class over for our activity.  We had a pudding bar.  No Pinterest was even involved on that one.  I just thought it up--although probably it is on Pinterest since everything is.  Both my boys thought it was weird and Emma liked the idea.  Tabor thought it was a winner too.  He said, "The girls will like it."  And he has three daughters so I call him an authority on the matter.

I was preparing the stuff--Oreo and Nutter Butter and graham cracker crumbs, fruit, mini marshmallows, chopped up Reeses Peanut Butter cups.  I told Mark not to eat any of the mix ins.  He started to laugh and said, "What?"

"Mix ins," I said.

He said, "Oh, I thought you said McSins--like a combination of McDonalds and sins."

I still don't have much to say, except I didn't die of allergies.  And it's OK to write about nothing, I guess.  It's right there in the title of my blog.