'Nuggle me

Today:

The moment I open my eyes in the morning, I am a sneezing maniac for about 2 minutes.  why is this?  Nothing feels less sexy.  Not even morning breath.

I walked into the bedroom this morning with two mugs of coffee.  One for AJ and my newly reheated one.  I saw one of those sights that you wish oh so badly to capture, but they slip through your fingers… AJ and Capri snugglin.  ”scratch my back”, then “scratch my tummy” and “please stop, daddy, that tickles…” Then a “mommy, come ‘nuggle me”.

On another, less sweet and poignant note, I do not know how to organize my days.  The hours just sort of run together… If I were to set a legit, hardcore schedule, I know I would be bored with it within 24 hours, so why bother anyway?

My fridge keeps freezing my eggs.    And I have no  idea why?  Just the ones toward the back of the fridge.  I’ve turned the temp down to 3… can’t do it more or it’d be off (lowest is 1 – highest is 9).  Try whisking frozen eggs.  weird.

It took me a little longer than usual to start a fire today.  The kindling was a little too damp.  It was smoky.  Added more newspaper and found the dry stuff – now we’re cozy.

The things I know now.

My washing machine pipe outside the house has two breaks in it.  lovely.  Water and suds are spurting out where they most certainly shouldn’t be.  Must call Wonderful Plumber.

My newly 3 three year old just walked in nakie, asking me to help her put on one of the 10 years old’s training bras.

yep.

AudioBooks save my life.  They provide me with a level of sanity that I didn’t remember that I was capable of achieving.  There is something about having one earbud in, listening to a well-written novel.  Better than tv, than movies.  I’ve always refused to turn on the tv during the day, mainly because I would NOT get anything done. Stories suck me in and own me heart and soul.  I cannot tear myself away from then.  It truly doesn’t matter how predictable the plot may be – I must find out what happens.  Thus, I cannot let myself start.  (I even want to find out what SpongeBob said to Squidward at the end of the episode).  IRKS me when I don’t know ‘what ended up happening’…

I ate Kix for lunch and now the roof of my mouth hurts.

Dinner turned out fine – nobody freaked out about how delicious it was or anything, but they’re not going to bed hungry.

I’m tired and that’s all I can remember from today.

Smooches and Squeezes,

Sarah