I’m a little surprised to see a Friday already (that’s the great thing about starting the week on a Tuesday) but that doesn’t mean I’m not practically frothing at the mouth with delight that it is here. Kile even took a sick day today and when he crawled back in bed and told me I wasn’t feeling well, I asked him, “Does that mean I don’t have to change the sheets on the guest room bed or vacuum the living room like I was planning to do? Because if I’m not feeling well, I probably shouldn’t do that.” Sounds good to me!
I’m on my second cup of coffee with no nap in sight and I’m afraid I’ll be vibrating off the ceiling here in a moment.
My in-laws are coming tomorrow and staying through Tuesday. It’s always kind of fun to have visitors because it shakes things up around here. It’s a little stressful because my house is kind of in permanent “pig sty” mode and whipping it into shape is always an experiment in terror. But it needs to be done, visitors or not, so having a (good) reason to spruce things up once in a while isn’t a bad thing. It’ll be fun to hang out with them, at the very least.
Harry has a soccer game tomorrow morning but the forecast says we’ll have highs only in the 50’s and there might be rain and snow showers in the morning. RIIIIGHT. Yeah, no. Problem is, it’s our week to bring drink and snack for the players. I figure Kile might be doing this on his own while I stay home snug in my warm house. I’m a good wife, aren’t I? It’s all good, our team always loses anyhow. (I mean that in the kindest way possible. Our boys, they play hard. That’s what counts, right?)
So that’s my weekend in a nutshell. Sounds thrilling, no? What can I say, I’m a homebody who likes to hide in her cave.
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cagey 09.21.07 at 3:29 pm
Coffee??? Gasp! Someone call Mommy Patrol!
Hee.
I love me my coffee. The great thing about pregnancy and breastfeeding is that it has limited me to 1* precious, precious cups in the morning.
*Maybe 2 if I am feeling wild n’ crazy.
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