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What a day.

I just told Dave two days ago that I finally felt rested since quitting work 2 weeks ago, finally felt like I was caught up on sleep. Got sick about 7 minutes after I told him that I think.....sore throat,stuffy nose, head full of shit. Oy.

Maiya crapped up the joint at nap time........all over the clean sheets, herself, the pack and play, etc. Don't you know she had a bath last night and I changed the sheets yesterday.

Devin fell asleep (miracle!) this afternoon, so she is wide awake this evening. Cried and hollered and whined and fussed through the whole Survivor episode. Because Maiya gets out of bed and sleeps on the floor next to the baby gate across their doorway. Devin wants the door shut. And. Will. Not. SHUT. UP. About. It. I threatened, and threatened some more, and explained if she (Devin) would just shut it already, that Maiya would fall asleep and I could move her to her bed..... Nothing. Still cried and carried on. She even ended up with a double swat to the backside. Any and all suggestions welcome...

Trent got home at 4:10pm, by 6 pm he had been sent to his room. Twice. Where is that "....raising boys..." book again?

The bottom of my foot is swollen. How the hell does that happen? I didn't do anything to it, and don't see anything wrong with it. Aside from the puffiness, warmth, redness and pain.

Let's throw in the cat for good measure today. Yesterday she peed on the floor, must be becasue I moved her litterbox. I think the only one who isn't on the shit list today is the dog, and that's saying something! (Oh yeah, and Dave.)

I think I will just set the VCR to tape ER and end this party as soon as possible. That way, if tomorrow is as cruddy as today at least I'll have one bright and shining moment.

Oh! Great news, the diswasher came back last night. Fixed!! Yay....after weeks and weeks and weeks of hand washing.

And here I thought Dave wouldn't notice if I took the 19" monitor down, and put the 13"-er back up. I hate that big one....and now, if I can't see to surf maybe I'll go find something else to do. Or change my settings, hehe!

Second productive day in a row. Roll baby, roll!

Where is my Super Chris costume anyways?

Meeting minutes? Done.
Piddly day after the meeting stuff? Half done.
Finance Committee meeting scheduled? Done.
Cloth diapers and one more load of clothes washed? Done.
Dishes washed? Done. Three times I think, but we don't want to talk about that.
Playdate? Done.
Meals and snacks? Done.
Clothes boxed upand sent to Paula? Done.
Cookies baked and boxed and sent? Done.
Soccer practice? Done.
Tomorrow's dinner? Planned and dessert already baked.
Quality ABC & I Spy time with the kiddies? Done.
Scrapped? Done. Two L/O's.

Only a half moon tonight, so I guess this would be the result of a manic phase. ;)

Just need to proof read the meeting minutes and send them out tomorrow. Hopefully I can finish up the clothes swap out too.

....I've been saying that forever...not sure where it came from. I just know that it sounds silly now, since I know a Katie (Katy) or two.

Eight hours of sleep...Katie bar the door. I feel wired today. Moto-vated! Trent leaves for school in 15 minutes, Dave some time after that to work early today. Playdate for Devin today with Hana, it's a shaving cream and Matchbox car day. That should keep them busy... I forsee the meeting minutes getting done today and all the little piddly things that go with the 'day-after-the-meeting.' I have the ingredients, and need to bake some Dreamsicle cookies for my NYU nephew. I'm slowly working on switching out the fall/summer clothes, Trent has grow this summer!
All of that today, and soccer practice too....
Have a great Tuesday all!

Satan with an electrical cord this toaster oven is. Good grief!

Did you know you can make S'mores in a toaster oven? Well you can, and they taste mighty fine.

Did you also know that you can whip up a nice slab slice of garlic bread once a day, or three times a day. Complete with fresh parmesan on top...

You can also mix some flour, sugar and oatmeal together with some soft butter and press it into a pyrex bowl. Then you can top that with fresh raspberries and add more dry topping. Bakes up like a dream and cools down to just the right temperature when you slosh some half and half over it.

Gawd help me.....I was losing weight....fat and happy I say, just like a baby! ;)

The weekends go by so fast anymore......I think it has to do with Dave working afternoons now.

Migraine, grocery shopping and dinner out day yesterday.

Raspberry picking today and tomato sauce making again.

Village meeting tomorrow.

Tackled the attic the other day. The basement too, and the playroom is just about back together.

Handy man comes tomorrow to build shelving units into our bedroom closet and the girls' closet.

I really need to scrap.....soon. I miss it. Too much work, not enough fun lately.

...help me.
Why do I bother? Why do I semi-lurk and post on occasion? I'm thankful for the big ass can of reality each time I start to spend too much time there.
Dear God and baby Jesus, please do not let me turn into a mean, bitter, vile fucking bitch some day...
Can I just say that just because "you" have BTDT once, (or 6 times, or 55 hundred eleventy fucking times) does not give you the right to discount someone elses question/comment/opinion.

Oy!

Three kidlets in the truck, looking like bobble heads, rocking out to "Low Rider."

• Diaper removing as a game.
• The lovely age where she thinks giving the hairy eyeball is necessary, acceptable cute.
• Saying "Bad word..." after Dave swears.
• Continuing the love affair she has with climbing out of every chair ever made.
• Still doing the "Truckers, please honk" arm motion when she sees a semi.
• Also whipping her head from right to left to right, etc. at a stop sign waiting to pull into traffic.
• Picking the wallpaper and border off her bedroom walls, much to Devin's dismay.
• Telling her siblings to "Shhhhh", complete with finger to her lips when they whine.
  
• Combing the cat with the back scratcher.
• Tap dancing in the garage sale tapshoes. Like a pissed off mule. As soon as she gets up, while Dave is still sleeping. Nearly breaking a hip in the process every time.
• Crossing her arms across her chest like a punk, along with more hairy eyeball.
• Roughing up her sister and then hugging her to pieces.
• Running through the house with Trent hanging on to her, because he is trying to button up the back of her dress. Squealing to high heaven in the process.
• Always finding those freaking dress up shoes that hurt like hell when she steps on your foot.
• Hollering to the players, just like everyone else at the soccer game.

Oy! My baby is getting big...

Trent has a soccer game today. They've had one practice so far......

Yesterday was bittersweet at work. My last day, and they fired my director of nursing three days earlier. ?!?

Dave is working today, and sad to be missing the game. Need to tape some of it.

Tomorrow is safety awareness day at the local hospital, lots of cool things to do. And a blood drive/marrow registery. Yay!! I missed the last blood drive.

Need to spend some time on village things. And have a finance committee meeting....wonder how much of a raise the president has in mind for me.

I think I am really going to enjoy the teen years...when the kids actually sleep in.

Have a great weekend all! Extra hugs today to you and yours. (And happy birthday to Kyle!)

Only one more "getting up at the crack ass of dawn day"....whoo hoo. I almost feel bad. Not bad enough to not have put my work bag and contents upstairs in the attic already though...

The house is coming along. Slowly. It's almost un-condemable again. (Is that even a word?) Flylady meets Dave Ramsey though......flying on a budget. ;)

Happy Friday all! See you on the flip side.

"I'd give my left nut for this...." (Maybe it's just a Dave saying. hehe...)

Anywhoo, this.

...on their way home from their extended camping weekends. It is so nice to not be one of them anymore.

Where did this weekend go? It was relaxing at any rate.......work today was painless, bonus.

Back to Fear Factor...so sad. ;)

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Managed to drive Trent to school ("We" missed the bus), gas up the car for Dave (Back to the budget/envelope system and Mr. Debit doesn't do well in the gas category), and take Maiya grocery shopping (With 9 dollars left of the budgeted amount) all by 10:30 am.

Had a full lunch of pork chops,rice, green beans, asparagus and vanilla/cream cheese pie.

Finally got the village filing cabinet moved to the office/guest room.

Did some yard work, filling in the crater Zurg dug.

Made a kid friendly dinner of crazy bread (damn those hockey fund raisers here in MI that sell frozen crazy bread kits!), pepperoni, raw carrots and cukes. More pie afterwards (Did somebody say diet?)

Went over Trent's school papers from the week and signed off on them. Trying to find any info on "The Duncan Series" online........it's supposed to be some program for K-6th graders that ultimately "helps prevent alcohol and other drug use in young people."

Trent has the next 4 days off, I work Labor Day.

Quote of the Day~ "Ewwwwww gross!!!! I hope I didn't smell it!".....when she discovered that in order to be born, she came out through a "jy-na."