Today, I am overjoyed.  I am proud that the Supreme Court of the United States has said that DOMA(the defense against marriage act) is unconstitutional.  " DOMA is unconstitutional as a deprivation of the equal liberty of persons that is protected by the Fifth Amendment."  
 I do not have words eloquent enough to say how happy this makes me.  People against equality make me angry.  We are all created equal and this is what the United States of America was founded on.  Equality.  People will always discriminate against others, be it women, blacks or homosexuals, but according to the law, we should all be equal, and today we are finally one step closer to equality for all.  Thank you to the Supreme Court justices who realized that you cannot specifically say that one group of people is not allowed to do something because another group of people is afraid of it.  It wasn't too long ago that interracial couples weren't allowed to wed.  Can you even imagine?  I certainly can't.  I hope that this ruling today paves the way for people to feel free to love freely.  I hope that my four children will not read headlines that state:I'm Gay, or First NBA Player Comes Out, or First Openly Gay Football Player in the NFL.  I hope they don't see these headlines because it will no longer be a big deal.  We won't need to know people are gay because it won't matter.  Gay kids won't be afraid to come out because of backlash from their communities.  People will practice the Bible they preach and leave the judging up to God.  
These are the glorious days when I am proud to be an American.  Love is blind, equality for all!

I have an issue.  I fancy myself a baker.  I would like to make money baking things someday.  Perhaps have a lovely little store that is called The Bake Shoppe(doesn't that make you think it is extra fancy?).  People would come from miles around to purchase my confections.  It would be a delight!
 Becoming a wonderful baker takes practice. Lots and lots of practice.  Practicing my baking skills would require me to have a house filled with beautiful, sweet, yummy, wonderful, lovely sweets.  Do you see the problem?  I could have used more superlatives to describe sweets, but I thought that would be overkill.  The issue is: I. HAVE. NO.  WILLPOWER.  Seriously none.  If I made a tray of brownies I would eat at least half of it, and I have 4 other eaters in my house.  I am a complete fat ass and will eat sweets until I want to puke.  I see no way around this problem!  Especially when the other thing I want most in the world is to not look like a total fat ass in pictures that will be taken of me at Disney World! 
I would love any suggestions on how one makes things that smell and taste divine and eats only a taste.  And how do you stop licking the bowl?  I have been known to make a cake simply so I could then lick the bowl.  It's a sickness! This is my life we are talking about people!  I need help!   Lots and lots of help! 

My sanity comes and goes.  We just got done moving into our newly purchased home.  That was a task with 4 kids and no help!  We hired someone to lug the heavy crap, but my husband and I moved everything else ourselves while 4 kids ran under foot.  It was probably one of the worst ideas ever, but I didn't see any other option.  We had just moved in September, that time I stood there embarrassed as professional movers did everything including packing every last thing we owned.  It was nice not to do anything, but I really didn't like strangers throwing all of my shit into boxes.  I am slowly starting to unpack the new house.  I think I have located and put away all of the kitchen boxes.  Probably.
My sanity yearns for organization.  I am too lazy and too ADD to achieve the organization I long for.  I have a board on Pinterest that is devoted to all the beautiful organizing ideas others have implemented into their home.  How the hell do they do it?  I am pleased with myself when I find space in a cupboard for all the crap that was on top of my counter.  I do not even have that accomplished yet.  My sanity is barely hanging on.   I am probably the worst housewife ever.  EVER!