Why Am I Blogging, Anyway?

So. I have been trying to come up with my next post. But I, being ever the self critic, keep asking myself "what do you have to say that people want or need to hear?" 'Anything?" I do not want to be a one of those contrived blogs that wants the world to believe that they have it all together and decorate their house fabulously and even more so on holidays. Or worse, they actually DO have it all together and more so on holidays! You see that takes something I don't have much of, energy. I dream of having it even half way together enough just to have a lot of fun with my family one day, but sometimes even that is a challenge. I have some health issues that feel like a giant foot on my chest some days and a giant cinder block anchor on my dreams. But I'm a fighter, I will have the last word in this ordeal. I do choose my battles and this is one I'm in to win because I know what it feels like to feel good and have energy to spare. I crave that feeling enough to not just sit back and let it drain out of me like life blood. Nope. Sorry, can't. I have been through many a booty kickins in this crazy life. Had my butt handed to me more times than I care to recall. But those are the times I say "Yep, that's mine, thanks!" "I'll just be takin my butt and scootin on down the road till the next lesson." I have the determination gene. At least for the things I want and need. And, sometimes I wish I didn't. Sometimes I wish I could just sit back and be lazy and satisfied with a life half lived but I also don't love regrets. So, Back to my original question, why am I blogging? I still don't know except that my husband tells me he thinks I should and I also want to reach out to other imperfect families with imperfect lives, children and homes and reassure them as well as myself that as Hinckley (one of my favorite people) said, "It will all be ok in the end. If it's not ok, it's not the end." Walk on imperfect families, walk on. BTW This is what you get when your health is crummy and you are glad you only have 6 kids! # 7 shows up....late...without RSVP ing!

And everyday we are so thankful she did too! : )

Heard at diner this evening...

..We were discussing one of my sons incense burning habits and my daughter says "Wait, incense?" doesn't that mean" .... And we all start speculating what she means to say and are saying things like "incensed? no" " that means angry" Finally she says "No,no, I know, but doesn't it mean...like, getting creepy with your brother or sister???" ......Bahahahahahahah!! Sigh.... We all just lost it, of course after informing her that that is called incest. That was a prime bit of Home schoolin right there! Glad she is now educated on that subject.

To Mom, Love Poop??

I finally have caved and made a blog....excuuuuse me..CREATED a blog. There. That's better.
I tried every creative and cute name, like song titles or interests or references to our life but in the end this was the only title I could come up with that wasn't taken. I don't know WHY it is still available but THANK YOU TITLE GODS OR GODESSES!
Actually there is a better and more accurate story behind the odd title.
But you will have to wait for it...yes, I know waiting for something is so un-American.
But that's what you will have to do.
I can promise you, it will be absolutely worth the wait.
With that lame explanation out of the way, lets get right down to it. I do not know why I have resisted "creating" a blog for soooo long. I think I was afraid of failure. How does one fail at blogging, you ask? Simple. You just don't get it done. So now the pressure's on, I work best under pressure. Mostly.
This blog is hopefully going to do a number of things...
1. keep family and friends updated as we live East coast and most of them live in the wild west.
2. give me something to do with all the hours and hours of free time I have with 7 kids(4 at home still) 2 doggies, 2 kitties, 20 chickens and a cow about to birth. Yes indeedy, I yearn for somethin to do.
We are the Taylors and we have a saying around here, goes like this...."We are the Taylors, if it ain't broke, it ain't ours!" Their are quite a few of us. Yes there are other families with more children. But more cheeky children? I doubt it!
This is our story, past present and future.
Disclaimer - Do not read while drinking beverage, notably of the carbonated variety. I am not responsible for mucus membrane damage or pain sustained by readers, due to said beverage being abruptly and violently projected from nostrils. Till next post....