What I did last night.....

My super exciting evening:

I got off of work and picked up the boy from day-care. Apparently, he had been standing at the window saying, "Want you here now, Mom. Hurry up," since he got up from his nap. Everyday it gets tougher and tougher to want to go to work. We went to 'Great-Donalds' to celebrate the day's potty success (can I help it if I wanted ice cream?).

Then we ran around Great-Donalds for a while. A local Great-Donalds used to have a gas station attached. The gas station went out of business, but the gas station part of it is still there - so basically its one big room. Lots of fun for running. Then Baba decided he wanted to go to the library and pick out a Thomas movie. We went but arrived at the library 6 minutes after it closed. No Thomas movie. Darn.

So we went home and watched Clifford instead. We had a lovely dinner of soup and grilled cheese (um, Zennie, I hate to admit it, but Patty-Lou was right, I totally got heartburn from soup. Of course, I get heartburn from breathing because I'm pregnant.....) when Zippy came home and then it was time for Baba to go to bed. Baba disagreed. We made a deal - if he went upstairs and got ready for bed, then we could watch one (1) Thomas story. We watched one (1) Thomas story and then Zippy shut off the TV. You would have though Zippy threw Baba's Pudgie (favoritest stuffed animal) out the window. Baba demanded justice - Dad needed to go in time out for shutting off the TV.

After the fit was over, we went upstairs to read books. I was invited to lay with the boy and accepted. I'm not sure who feel asleep first - me or him.

I woke up to the worst heartburn in the world, took a couple tums, and then got to do my favoritest thing of all: BALANCE MY CHECKBOOK!!!!!! It took me longer than it should have because I pulled the number I was supposed to be balancing to out of my arse. It balanced perfectly once I realized that. Then I went to bed.

The End

Most exciting evening ever?

Survey Says

I take a lot of online surveys. Its a great way to earn some extra cash, but please stop asking me if I would be friends with a certain brand if it came to life. I honestly don't know if I would like Target the person as much as I like Target the store.

In my bathroom.....

The following items have taken up residence in my bathroom. If they are yours, please claim them.

1. One red tractor.
2. One green tractor with dual rear wheels.
3. One watch that is 1 hour and 15 minutes fast (it is 15 minutes fast so you think you are running 15 minutes behind and don't dally in the morning. It is an hour fast because we got the watch a couple years ago in a Happy Meal and can't figure out how to change it. In a couple months, it will only be 15 minutes fast).
4. One puzzle book.
5. One hardcover copy of John Gresham's the Rainmaker.
6. One green step stool.
7. One plastic hot dog.
8. One copy of "Let's Build."
9. One blue cup.
10. One super old copy of Fortune magazine.

Algebra

Today Zennie let me do a few of Zalyssa's algebra problems. Call me a nerd, but algebra is way more fun that work. Actually, if given the opportunity, I would do algebra all day long.

Anyone want to hire an algebra problem solver? I wonder if Zennie would let me do algebra problems at the basketball game Saturday night.

Poor little blog....

Its hard to find time to write something when you are working a million (give or take a couple hours) a week. I leave the house around 7:15 and usually don't get home until 6:30 or 7 at night. Oh yeah. I also like to work on Saturdays.

I just found out about a new Gap, I mean, Zap roll out. I emailed Zippy and said, "You don't really like seeing me in the evening right?"

Zippy replied, "Nah. Can I invite my mistress over?"

Miss ZennieZou's wedding is on Sunday and my big toe has a chip! It's terrible. I guess my only option is to get another pedicure. Darn the luck.

Baba drive new dad's car

My poor little neglected blog, how I miss you. After we move, I'll get better. Maybe. Probably. We'll see.

I am thoroughly enjoying the terrible twos. My child has a shorter fuse than me, which is exciting. I can out answer any string of whys thrown my way without resorting to, "because I said so." Plus, I love playing all day long again.

Baba's vocabulary expands exponentially everyday. His favorite words and phrases include "McDonald's (french fries and apples, please!), "don't like it," "Baba go to Pa's house," and my favorite, "sure."

Do you want to eat lunch? Sure

Do you want to go outside? Sure

Do you want to put masks on a rob a bank? Sure

Do you know what I'm talking about? Sure

Sure is a definite upgrade from no. Although, no still gets in the rotation. A lot.

Since Ziz's decision to move to Minnesota, Zippy and I have sort of become car dealers. We bought a car for Zippy which Baba refers to as "new dad's car." We sold "old dad's car." And bought a car for Ziz, which he refers to as "Ziz's car." Baba talks about "old dad" and "new dad" on a regular basis. Probably confusing if you don't know he's talking about cars, not actual fathers. Kind of reminds me of when my grandpa died. My grandma has Alzheimer's and was convinced that grandpa was off fighting the war (and when she said war, she meant the big war - WWII) and there was this nice person who stayed with her to take care of her while her husband was away. Anyway, when she found grandpa dead, she said that the nice man that took care of her was dead. Her kids tried to explain to her that the dead guy was her husband. She was devastated - two people that she loved had died at the same time.

Kind of morbid, but it was funny. And, there really isn't another way to deal with watching your grandma's brain turn to mush.

(Think anyone would guess that I got almost no sleep last night and am up way past my bedtime after a long day of packing?)