I've only had 2 sno-cones so far

I pulled so many weeds today you guys.

And now, an artsy picture I took:

I grew both of those things, but only one in my lady oven. Look how awesome I am. 

All that weeding made me tired so I'm sitting here with a tissue stuck up my nose (mid-summer allergies?) perusing the wonders of the internets while thinking deeply about eating another chocolate chip cookie. 

It's late July already and that thought sort of makes me want to kill myself. In 2 weeks my baby boy turns 3, a month after that my other baby boy turns 1, and now I have to go sit in a dark closet and softly sob into a pillow while fighting off the urge to do something dumb like go get myself pregnant again. Uh, no thanks. I'm just barely getting the hang of two. Plus, I still have a good 15 lbs to shed, not to mention the whole problem of figuring out what to do about the weird uncle living in my basement, and no, that is not a euphemism. 

But Kalli, you say, why are you always so anxious about the future? A. because I'm crazy and B. because I like dwelling on things that are completely out of my control. It's a fun hobby, you should look into it. 

All I know is this: 

Sonic happy hour is between 2-4 every day. Vanilla coke is true, the Spirit told me so. I'm still not convinced that I will ever be able to pull off red lipstick, see: 

and also:

I just don't know if I'm feeling it. Paul says, "but your lips are so naturally pink you should leave them alone". Then again, I don't know of any man who loves their woman in lipstick so who cares what he says?

I may already be more tan then I have ever been since the summer I got married (5 YEARS AGO NEXT MONTH), which is still not very tan at all. I finally own a pair of TOMS and though ugly, are probably the most comfortable pair of shoes to ever grace my abnormally large feet. The kool-aid is indeed tasty my friends, PLUS I bought a pair of shoes for someone in need too. You are so welcome person in Argentina! I love you! Have I been to one carnival all summer long? Nope, and I don't feel bad about it either. Life is better in my own backyard. My babies both have tan-lines and white bums because I feel it is our religious duty to visit the pool as often as we can. One has a slightly larger bum than the other, but the other is more tan. You can take your guesses as to which is which. I would post a picture but I have a strict "no child nudity" policy on this here place. Plus, I'm not sure the world is ready for the jelly that is Triple F's rear end. My garden is coming in nicely, so are the weeds. We battle nearly every day, but really it's more of an ongoing slap fight. You want zucchini? I have some. And my green beans are coming on strong. Of the last 7 meals I've made, the majority have been constructed with my own produce. This makes me feel generally quite smug really. Sorry, I just never thought I'd enjoy gardening after my many years spent as Connie's indentured servant. Turns out, I'm sort of a late bloomer in that department (yuk yuk) and I LIKE IT, so hoo-ray and way to go me. 

What else?

Not much. Lots of time spent with my labies, some new work opportunities, small town parades and sleep-overs at Connie's, trampoline jumping, sunscreen applying, lawn mowing, et. al., etc., and all that. I'm trying to cram it all in before I have to think about the fact that the year is already more than half over. But, my glass is half full because there is no better place than Utah in the summer, and guess what? I live here. Yay. 

Red lipstick (that shade? Ruby Woo), yay or nay? 

Carnivals?

TOMS? 

Do you want a squash?

Is your skin all broken out from excessive sunscreening too?