Well hello there.

Life is just ticking along here with the Frat Pack + Me.  The big news is that every now and then I look at my phone to discover someone has changed my screen saver.

I love surprises, so it's all good.

And I love me some cute packaging.  Anyone tried this coffee?

Oh, look.  Someone got a hold of the phone again.  Let me tell you about the photo I didn't upload.  That would be the one where he snapped a picture of me driving and added the caption...

"Big Mama out on the town."

I took issue with that Big Mama part.  Especially after I then discovered he used my pinterest app to "pin it."

Change my screensaver all you want to adorable photos of yourself, just do not pin me as "Big Mama out on the town."

This is what happens after I let my son use my shower.  I walked in to pick up his boxers he left on the floor {my apologies, future daughter-in-law} and saw this awesome shower art.

If you have little kids you are probably immune to their art.  You may even do what I used to do and bury it at the bottom of the trash or recycle bin.

I am here to tell you that their art pieces may be fewer and far between.

Then you'll be like me and desperately snap a photo of any art you are lucky enough to see.

Speaking of art, Friday Night Lights?  Yeah, I am hooked.  What can I say?  I am all caught up on Downton Abbey.

Church.  Let me tell you about our last visit.  Let me preface this story with the fact that we go every single weekend.  My boys behave in church.  I am not bragging, I am just setting the story up.

Well, last weekend Tim was out of town and it was just the boys and I.

At one point they are cracking up and I lean over and say what's so funny?

They say, Oh, just the pimp grandma.

Now you tell me you wouldn't laugh.

There she sat in a purple suit and purple hat tilted jauntily on her head, looking downright adorable.  Precious.  But I must admit, kinda pimpish.

Well, I shouldn't have laughed because the next second I looked over and my oldest was wearing 3D glasses.

You give 'em an inch, they'll take a mile.

It's genetic probably.

If you've read my blog for any length of time, you will know Toot Toot has a penchant for cursing and giggling in church.

So on to Valentine's Day, Frat Pack style...

No mushy hearts here.  Up in here it's chocolate fish for my boys.  These were a hit.  Actually anything that is edible is a hit with these boys.

A sweet card from my sweetheart.  He's a keeper.

And we concluded the evening with a romantic lobster tail dinner for Tim and I.  Oh, and our 14 year old.  It's how we roll.  Our older child had his fill of fried chicken whilst earning a paycheck.  We are getting used to this new normal.

So, whew.  That's it.  And to think, when I started writing this post I thought I had nothing to say.

Thanks for sticking around.  You sure know how to make a girl feel loved.

How has your week been?