Today's topic: Crib bumpers-work of Satan? Discuss.
Sunday. A day for laundry, cleaning, and other domestic activities. I stripped the girls' beds this morning, which I HATE doing...mostly because their room is so small its hard to manipulate the 2 cribs around, and then there's the GOD-AWFUL crib bumpers. Untying, re-tying...do they really serve a purpose? Or am I torturing myself simply for the sake of having one more piece of linen in the room that coordinates with the room theme? Help me out on this one here.
Went out yesterday in search of an outfit to wear to DH's Xmas party (which is on a Weds nite and I am not at all jazzed about. MIL is sleeping over to tend to the kids...that just about says it all) Of course, I found nothing. Please remind me NOT to go shopping during the xmas season. Yesterday's adventures at the local mall reminded me why I shop for holiday gifts on line.
Speaking of holidays. Xmas tree is still in the fargin' attic. DH is studying for a critical test for his Cisco certification (he's taking the test this week hopefully). I'm targeting tree festivities for this weekend...but then again, DH's b'day is Thursday, so he may be planning some drunken festivities and not telling me (which is one of his less-adorable habits; I mean PLEASE...tell me if you're inviting people over so that I can clean the toilet and hide all the dirty laundry. I shouldn't give a shit if people talk about me, but God help me, I do).
Last nite I had Disco hour here in the house. The girls were getting fussy, and were tired of watching Elmo, so I put on one of those cable channels that just plays music, and danced around with them...they love classic disco. It was fun. After I put the kids to bed, I came back downstairs, and DH jumps me. It was nice that he was trying to seduce me, but come on - can I have 15 minutes to transition out of mommy mode? All I could think about was that load of bottles that I needed to sterilize. Sometimes the DH just doesn't get it - after spending the whole day as mommy I need a bit to decompress and morph back into ME.
I got over it pretty quickly. And you'll be happy to know that I slept like a rock last nite...thanks to DH. I'll spare you the gory details. Draw your own conclusions.
Went out yesterday in search of an outfit to wear to DH's Xmas party (which is on a Weds nite and I am not at all jazzed about. MIL is sleeping over to tend to the kids...that just about says it all) Of course, I found nothing. Please remind me NOT to go shopping during the xmas season. Yesterday's adventures at the local mall reminded me why I shop for holiday gifts on line.
Speaking of holidays. Xmas tree is still in the fargin' attic. DH is studying for a critical test for his Cisco certification (he's taking the test this week hopefully). I'm targeting tree festivities for this weekend...but then again, DH's b'day is Thursday, so he may be planning some drunken festivities and not telling me (which is one of his less-adorable habits; I mean PLEASE...tell me if you're inviting people over so that I can clean the toilet and hide all the dirty laundry. I shouldn't give a shit if people talk about me, but God help me, I do).
Last nite I had Disco hour here in the house. The girls were getting fussy, and were tired of watching Elmo, so I put on one of those cable channels that just plays music, and danced around with them...they love classic disco. It was fun. After I put the kids to bed, I came back downstairs, and DH jumps me. It was nice that he was trying to seduce me, but come on - can I have 15 minutes to transition out of mommy mode? All I could think about was that load of bottles that I needed to sterilize. Sometimes the DH just doesn't get it - after spending the whole day as mommy I need a bit to decompress and morph back into ME.
I got over it pretty quickly. And you'll be happy to know that I slept like a rock last nite...thanks to DH. I'll spare you the gory details. Draw your own conclusions.
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