JOY Juice.

During a recent women's conference I listened to a speaker talk about "joy" juice. I loved the talk and found it to be a bit hilarious, but it has stuck with me. My joy juice meter was at an all time low this past week...in face it was negative and cracking in some parts. That has all changed.

I filled up my stores of joy juice and can happily say that they are back to overflowing.

I met up with my aunts and cousins and my mom and sister. I scarfed down some really good Chinese food and laughed with the women in my family. I wore pink (even when I didn't know I was supposed to! seriously guys...how badly out of touch am I?). I got my toes painted (and Laina and my husband noticed within 30 seconds of seeing me - were they really that bad?) I ate some Rubio's tacos and smiled at my baby. My husband put a big smile on his face and took the 3 oldest kids to a movie and to pizza and to a soccer game in the hot sun AND put them to bed before I got home.

I can last another 14 weeks of sleepless nights if need be (NOT saying that I'd LIKE to, just saying I could). I'm already planning the next "joy juice refill station" weekend :) It will be longer next time.

My sister and I should NOT be allowed to take a camera with us...we start to lose control of our actions - if there happens to be a good photo op (the crazier the dare the better...we had to wait for the salesperson to turn the other way so we could jump in and take a picture with his "wares").

This one was WAY clever eh?

Yeah...yeah...I know...gorgeous...whatever...could we spread the beauty genes out a little please?

My mom and her sisters...I love them ALL.

Now WHO thought this would be funny? Sure stick the small girl with the tall girl. (there's about a 15 year difference here :)