Friday Funny: wicka wicka wicka WHAT?

The Entire Meaning of Life, Pared Down

Go read this post at cjane. Go right now. It's simply beautiful.(photo from nieniedialogues)

And then sit awhile and absorb it.

(then go read this)

"Oh sleep! It is a gentle thing."
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Max, 9 yrs.

Isabelle, 7 yrs.

Mimi, 5 yrs.

Jack, 4 mos.

Friday Funny: Can You Out-Quote Me? I think not.

For the record, I am the best Seinfeld quoter ever.

Avocados at 1am

I am continuing my post from yester-night as I eat an avocado sandwich. Yes. Avocados and spinach between bread. Yum. Don't lecture me....avocados are good fat. (Is any fat "good fat?" Why can't cookies be good fat?)

I've been meaning to jot down my Daily Doings each day (to quote Kramer, "Starting...NOW"), but somehow I never get to it. So here is my last week's excitement:Last Monday (Oct. 6) I had just returned from my latest Harebrained Scheme (more on that at a later date) so, at Mimi's request, we had an easy & fun Family Night at the library and then the park. The kids rode bikes on the walking path and Mike & I walked the stroller. I had to snap a few photos with my camera because I love this park at twilight. That night the big lights were on for a softball game, there were families everywhere and it was perfect Americana.
Tuesday (Oct. 7), after shuttling Mimi and Isabelle to & fro for dance, I went to dinner with my fabulous visiting teachers. We do this once a quarter, which is a brilliant idea. Here is what the nipper did most of the day:
Wednesday (Oct. 8) was spent in the usual way...playing with Mimi, house chores, feeding the baby and loving him up...then navigating the after-school chaos of friends, flag football practice, homework, dinner, church obligations...blah blah blah. I went to Young Women and then out to meet the girls for dinner.

Lately I've been toting little Jack around in my carrier because he likes to snoop in all the action. He can only lounge in the carseat for so long before he becomes impatient and wants to see what's going on. Look at his snoopy little face in this photo, checking out my camera. "Hey, what's that?" Little cutie.
Thursday (Oct. 9) was a little of Max's flag football game and a lot of parent/teacher conferences. Then off to meet some neighborhood girlfriends for a relaxing night of dinner and some riotous conversation. I went a little overboard on the after-hours socializing last week, but it's hard to pass up good friends!
Friday (Oct. 10) I went to Old Navy for a kid-winter-clothes-extravaganza, accompanied by Ali. I had all four children and Ali had none. Spoiled girl, with a built-in 14 year old babysitter at home! Someday. Jack got a baby-sized hoodie at Old Navy.
Saturday (Oct. 11) I felt like the Roadrunner. (Meep-meep) Take & pick up Max from Scouts, run Max to pick up a Lego book from the library in a mad dash before it closed, prowl the mall with Max to find winter clothes for the kids, pick up kids' friends for late nighter party, deal with party chaos. Phew! Busy! At least Baby Joe had a diaper blowout on Mike's shift. Actually, he's blown out his diaper on Mike's shift every time for the last 3 weeks. Good job, Baby!

And he found his hand! He looks a little scared of it.
I organized my pantry last week, too. It was driving me crazy. Repeatedly this week I have found myself going to stand in it, just to stare and admire my handiwork. I need to get a life.
Oh, look at what is so cleverly hidden next to the freezer bags!

Hee hee hee. (Hee hee rhymes with See's)

It is now 2:30am and I seriously need to get to bed. I've fallen into a very bad habit of staying up until the wee hours. I've gone nocturnal. After the kids go to bed, I use the hours of 9pm-midnight to hold and snuggle Baby. It's so fun to lush him up and sniff his feathers while he's fast asleep. He doesn't hold still anymore in the daytime, so I treasure the quiet nighttime snuggles when he is a little puddins. The End.

So. October is here.

Tonight I busted out my new pair of these:

Tra-la-la! I love a new pair of soft, fuzzy slippers. I wear them much too often throughout the day, but I comfort myself in the knowledge that at least I don't pair them with a bathrobe. At least I am DRESSED as I wear my slippers 'til 1pm. And that's something, right?

Today I had a ambitious to-do list:

I am a fan of the list. Today I had 15 items on my list and I managed to...get dressed. And feed a newborn approximately 110 times. I actually did do more than get dressed, but none of it from The List. Mostly I managed kids. Mimi and I hung out this morning reading books and putting away laundry. We picked up the house and freshened things up from the weekend frenzy. Basically the day went like this:

*Woke up & fed baby
* Got Mimi dressed
* Fed baby
* Did Mimi's hair
* Fed baby
* Helped Mimi clean her room
* Fed baby
* Threw in a load of laundry
* Fed baby
* Folded 3 loads of laundry
* Fed baby
* Made Mimi lunch
* Fed baby
* Emptied & loaded dishwasher
* Fed baby
* Talked to Ali on the phone while I tickled Mimi's back
* Fed baby
* Read books to Mimi
* Fed baby
* Had an unofficial meeting on the phone w/ Becky about Young Women
* Fed baby
* Picked up Sis & Max from bus stop
* Fed baby
* Put Max on lockdown until his room was clean
* Fed baby
* Made lazy dinner of chocolate chip waffles & OJ
* Fed baby
* Had Family Night
* Fed baby
* Tucked in the kids & gave Max his obligatory snuggle
* Fed baby
* Now I am staying up WAY too late (is it seriously 1:55am??? oh sheesh--to be continued tomorrow...)

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.......

Today at church Max's primary teacher stopped me and said what a good kid Max is. He said that Max is just a special boy and that he understands things...he's thinking. You can see the wheels turning. "Max is just a different kid," he said, "in a good way. He's got a light."

I knew exactly what he meant.

Friday Funny: Deep Thoughts, by Jack Handey

DeepThoughtsByJackHandey.com

What I'm Doing at 2:45am

SPT: 100 Things About Me (or maybe just 1 thing...)

#7: I prefer the smell of liquid Tide to any perfume.

"L'eau du Tide"

I have a very acute sense of smell, and most perfumes give me mind-bending migraines. But when I take my fresh laundry out of the washing machine, I bury my nose in it and inhale.

Yes. I smeared liquid Tide on my wrist for this photo. And yes. I kept it there all day.

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Here is Lelly's SPT challenge this week (go do it!):
"This month, we will consult our 100 lists. it's quite simple, really. On the 7th of the month (TOMORROW) post an spt about item #7 on your list. On the 14th of the month, post an spt about item #14. and so on. and so on."

My "100 Things About Me" list is still in progress. I got
bored after #22.

Go here to everyone else's SPT for this week.