This post is like my Roomba

So, I've caved to the latest version of "The Lazy Housewives of Hixson" and bought a Roomba. It's the robot vacuum cleaner that zooms around cleaning my floors while I lounge around on the couch, eating bonbons and watching soaps.
Sounds magical doesn't it?

The last flip house we did killed my vacuum cleaner. I mean, new carpet fuzz in places I didn't even know vacuums had. So after talking to my friends, Amanda and Christy, who sang it's praises, I broke down and bought one.

I brought it home, named it Roxy, charged it up, and laid it in the middle of my floor while 2 extremely curious kids and a dog anxiously awaited her first performance.

If you've never seen one, it starts off in a spiraling motion where ever it is first placed. Think the munchkins on the yellow brick road in the Wizard of Oz. After about 5 spirals it starts scooting around the room in no particular path bouncing from object to object. It may miss a piece of dirt 2 inches from where it just passed and may not return for another 15 minutes.

It's hard on one's OCD.

You want to yell, "NO, NO, WAIT... COME BACK, YOU MISSED A SPOT!" But the manual says you have to let it do it's thing and it will eventually get there. When I found myself screaming at a machine named Roxy in front of my children over a piece of goldfish left on the carpet, I began to regret my purchase and figured it best just to walk away.

But it hit me while watching Roxy that my life right now is like a Roomba. I feel like I'm constantly on the "spiral" or "wall to wall" mode bouncing from one task to another and never actually get anything finished. I mean, I can pick up those toys, rattles, baby clothes and puzzles laying in the floor, but in 5 minutes they are just going to be back there again.

Like my Roomba, I'm random in the things I complete and a lot of the times miss doing the things that are directly in front of me because I get distracted or called away by something else.

Right now, there are sheets laying in the hallway in front of the linen closet, but they aren't actually folded and put in it. There's an empty crockpot from dinner still sitting on my countertop waiting to be put away and dirty dishes in the sink. There is a load of laundry in the washer, the dryer, and one sitting on top needing to be folded.

Yet, here I sit typing...

Again, I have started all of these tasks, but have not finished one. It's ADD at it's finest.

Just call me Roxy.

So in Roomba random fashion, here's what's been going on around here...

First of all, I lost 70 pictures from my camera and am still in mourning about it. They were ones from Trace's first rope swing into the lake, our cousin Brady's 1st birthday party and celebrating Jimmy's 41st at Longhorn with our family. :( But I changed my memory card and hopefully the problem is fixed.

Trace started Pre K last week at Hixson Pres. This is his new teacher Ms. Jennifer and she's wonderful. He is already learning Spanish and sign language and is loving school and his new friends!
(We're in this awkward stage of smiling for pictures... can you tell?)

On Friday, Trinity and I took the kids to the Splash Pad at Warner Park. I hate that we waited till the very end of the summer to go because the kids loved it and we actually got to sit and have an adult conversation!



Puppy love...
Maybe we'll just hold hands...

Keatyn is loving the water and gets so excited when it's bath time that she doesn't want to lay back on the sling anymore. So this week we tried her in the "seat" so she could kick her legs and splash in the water. She loved it.
"Ah guys, aren't I too little to be doing this?"
She is army crawling everywhere and can get anywhere she wants to go. Trace's favorite pastime is to lure her to his toys only to take them and move them 5 feet further away. He has been so sweet to her, I just hope it continues once she's in all of his stuff!

Last weekend, we took the boat out and went up to Ari's on the water to eat.
The girls get together about once a month, but we rarely invite the boys :)

We were getting some pictures before everyone got there when we got a call from Misty (the single one of the bunch) that she was in the parking lot but was running a little behind because she was jumping someone's truck off. We laughed and said it must be some cute, single guy and she'll probably invite him to join us for dinner. She got there about 10 minutes later and said, "Sorry guys, I had to help him, he was an old man and I thought I might could sell him a policy!" (She just started her own business... Medicare Solutions) ha!

Boy, how times have changed... are we old or what???