Icky

I have wonderful intentions of updating the blog and FB with pics and stories of the beach and the birthday party... but it ain't happening! I feel crummy... a bit of a fever, chest cold like symptoms, tired, a cough starting - all those icky things! And the people at CBS have messed me up by putting Survivor on a Wednesday night instead of the usual Thursday. So I am going to go and get some liquids and crawl in to bed. And try to watch Survivor... which I have recording right now!

Big Ass Mother F-er!

Ya... don't even TRY to tell me that he was more afraid of me than I was of him. I saw him, I screamed, I ran in the other direction. When I returned with the trusty Swiffer, he charged right ahead to me.

Once he was squashed, he was still as big as my lens cap!!!

Tie-Erd!

Wow – am I ever feeling it tonight!

Today was the first day back to work after being off for eleven days. Now now, don’t get all excited – that is including weekends and the stat holiday! It was a busy time off, but a great break. A blog with vay-cay highlights will come along soon, but in the meantime I need some sleep! This first day back, coupled with not nearly enough sleep due to a late night visit from KEW (fresh from a dream about a dragon) has kicked my ass today! I gotta go and make lunches and then crawl in to my bed and see how much of my book I can manage before I crash!

Things happen when you have a kid.

A LOT of things happen - some really big, others not so much.

Many things I expected.

Even more that I never even considered.

Today, for the first time, I was washing out a tub of peanut butter because it was empty. Someone ate it all – and it wasn’t me. And I did the same thing with a jam jar a few weeks ago!

Normally I would be scooping out really dried up gross and hard peanut butter in to the garbage and then cleaning out the jar. I honestly can’t remember finishing one on my own. Ever.

Now I look for peanut butter in large jars and on sale. Some one likes it – a LOT.