Here we go...

Introducing the newest member of the Turner family....

Sullivan (Sully)

potty training her at night solidifies the fact that I never want children, but the way she sleeps makes you want to eat her up!

overcrowding

This is my purse. 

It's nothing special.  In fact, there isn't much to say about it except it's heavy.  This is mostly because I have one of just about everything packed inside. This is what it looks like dumped out.

If you look closely you will see...
* tape (sometimes multiple sizes and colors)
* playing cards (5 decks to be exact)
* a train whistle
* a dish brush
* assorted vitamins and medicine
* tape measurers
* anti fungal cream (you just never know)
* camera & multiple accessories
* flashlight
* all sorts of "teacher tools" (scissors, pens, markers, glue sticks)
* a multi tool
* and on and on and on.

All of my life I have been waiting for someone to stop me on the street and ask me if I have a certain item on hand.  I feel confident that I would most certainly win some sort of magical prize..it hasn't happened yet, but I'm not giving up hope!

 Anyway, last Friday, I was trying to leave a store when I could not locate my keys anywhere.  I walked back up and down every isle praying that they would be easily found.  They weren't, and none of the employees were willing to help me.  At that point I was going to be forced to empty my bag at the register.  I started dumping everything out when I reached in and touched something warm and gooey....

A rotten banana.  It was a puzzeling & gruesome discovery...especially because I don't eat bananas.  I have no idea how long it had been in there, but I'm really glad I found it.  Oh, and my keys were in my pocket the entire time.