"B"

Breakfast in bed.
Brought by boys.
Breakfast was bacon.
Bliss.

The end.

Summer Cold

I hate summer colds.

And why do I get them only before parties?

Usually birthday parties, but this time before

an Independence Day party.

I'd feel pretty good

if I didn't feel like I had

an elephant sitting on my chest.

the end

Forget Productiveness.

It's 15 degrees outside.
With a -5 (at least) windchill.
We've got 4 inches of snow on the ground,
With another 4-8 inches predicted.
I have a hearty, home-cooked meal in the crock pot.
I fed the kids a decent lunch (chicken burritos).
But it looks like the blizzard is IN the house.
I really should pick some stuff up.
But.....
Forget productiveness.
I'm going to go take a hot shower
(Before all our pipes freeze)
And go stay warm under the covers with my sleeping husband
(Who I hope will call in to work tonight).

Yawn

I'm awake.
And have been since 5 AM.
Because I was in pain.
And all wet.
I love that my son is sleeping
For long stretches at night.
But when you're nursing,
There's definite downsides to that.
But I pumped.
And now Daddy can feed him a bottle later.

*sigh*

I love my husband.
He makes my heart go pitter-pat.
I like him, too.
A lot.
*sigh*

Ho Hum

I should be cleaning.
But I don't want to be.
I'm half done with the dining room.
That's excuse for a break.
But now I feel guilty for taking a break.
So I will press on and get it done.
Then I will start on supper.
Because there's always something.