It's All About Moi. Moi, Moi, Moi.

Remember last year, when we were making Valentine's boxes for school, and we wanted to make Cupid, but I couldn't find a solid cream colored bag? I walked into K-Mart and they had one! It had a wedding cake on the front, but we just covered it up with a heart. Didn't he turn out cute?


Anaya had her Valentine's party on Wednesday, so Tuesday I told her we needed to write out her Valentine's. Right now her favorite word to write is MOI. She has no idea what it means (french for "me"). Those are just the letters she likes to write... and I find them all over the place... pretty much anywhere there is paper, there is the word "MOI." Which kind of cracks me up, 'cause I just keeping getting these constant reminders of her. And it is a very appropriate word for her, 'cause in her world, it's all about her. Anyway, I told Anaya she needed to write her name on her Valentine's and she said NO. She doesn't like to write her name. So she stomped out of my room, and I overheard her talking to McKay saying, "McKay, do you hate mom? I do, cause she makes me write my name all the time!" I thought "hate" was a little mean... so she didn't get to fill out her cards.

(Here are a couple of her MOI's. One is a paper that was on the fridge, and the other is my shopping list from yesterday (with MOI written backwards)... don't look at my bad hand writing... oh, and now you are probably looking at it, 'cause I told you not to...)

I was trying to get the Cupid online earlier this week, just in case anyone needed an idea, but I seem to have lost my motivation lately (like, since Christmas.) Before Christmas I was working on the basement, and moving furniture and shopping and returning things, and really busy, but since Christmas, I just haven't felt like myself. I've never had the winter blahs before. But lately I've had the motivation of a ....er.....um... well, sheesh, I don't even have the motivation to come up with an unmotivated thing for my motivation analogy. And I've been just a little glum. My normal un-glumers don't seem to be working, so I had to try something drastic... I decided to try getting off my big tookis (I pretty sure that is french for "bigger than last year's back-side".... ya, I know, we're pretty much bilingual here) and I joined a gym (your welcome Rik, (who had some post-marathon trauma, and just barely went back to the gym, and lost 6 pounds the first week and 6 pounds the next week, and I stopped listening to him after that....) Oh, and Thank You Brett and Jill, for letting me crash your um party at the gym.) So we'll see if that does the trick.

Only a couple more Valentine's parties, a talk for sacrament meeting, and sharing time, and then there is no school on Monday! Yippee!!