Planning Ahead

Yesterday I fixed a roast chicken for lunchsupperdinner. I took the leftovers and made chicken salad for sandwiches and that is what the kids and I had for lun-whatever that is... our evening meal. T, being her sweet and oh-so-mommy-like self, told me that she absolutely LOVED her sandwich, it was the BEST thing I have ever made, etc. "Mom, you HAVE to give me this recipe when I grow up so I can make this for my kids." Ok, baby. I will try to remember. :o) Thank you.

It's Official!

Today J switches from first shift to second and we learn to live life a little later in the day. :o)

"Lunch" will now be our family meal - perhaps we should call it "supper" now? And "dinner" will now be our smaller and "just the three of us meal." Rumor has it that your last meal of the day should be the smallest, so yay for us!! BUT, our family meals will definitely take more planning than I give them since I will be cooking them shortly after I get up. Hmm, I think I'll have to start planning ahead a day. Oh well, organization is good, too.

We gave the kids a new rule. NO ONE is to be out of their rooms before 9:00 am unless it is a bathroom break or emergency. T is already a pro. She didn't like to see the world before that time anyway. Now she is thrilled. Mommy won't start the wake-up process at 7:00 anymore. JT did well this morning. He can get up early if need be and is happy to sleep in, too. J and I will have to adjust our internal clocks. We tried staying up as late as possible last night so we would sleep as "late as possible" (NO MORE 5:30 am!!!!!!!) and be able to deal with staying up until 1:00 or 1:30 at least for today. By next week he will be working until 2:00, so that means he is home at 2:45, potentially sleeping by 3:00 am. And me, being the weird wife that I am, am COMPLETELY incapable of sleeping without him. So I need to adjust as well. Back to last night.... We tried to stay up, and made it all the way to 11:00 pm. How sad are we?? And sleeping in this morning?? Eight o'clock. Sigh. I am sure that after a few days or a couple weeks we will have adjusted.

The kids did great with getting school done at a reasonable time and pace. I was worried that since we would be starting school considerably later, we would finish that much later in the day. Boy was I wrong!! Apparently (at least if today is any model) the kids do MUCH better later in the day and daydream and stall much less. This could work out well!!

T is very excited that she will be staying up until 10:30 - 11:00 tonight. :o) Silly girl. I hope I can make it until 1:00. Wish me luck!

Be Good!

I am going to show this to my children. Perhaps it will remind them to be on their best behavior.

Oh My

(AKA: New Definitions)

I seem to come in contact with a ton of these people:

Bozone (n): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.


Dopeler effect: The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.


Ignoranus: A person who's both stupid and a(n)....... complete jerk..... (I cleaned that one up....)

I Have THE Sweetest Hubby

Look what he bought me so I can work off those big thighs that were previously mentioned. (My words, not his. He just said "Merry early Christmas" because I think perhaps he was tired of me pestering for one of these.)
























Ilikeitverymuch, thank you. Lots of workout programs, plenty of resistance levels, a fan, a shelf I can put my book on while I exercise....
























And check it out: A cup holder that is the perfect size for my Nalgene.
























How sweet is he??? Now off to work I go......

Happy Thanksgiving!

Hope all of you have a wonderful and blessed day!

Overheard Conversation

T: "My bed is really old."

B: "Is not."

T: "It is too!! Mom had it since she was a teenager!!"

B: "Yeah, but that wasn't that long ago."

T: "It was too! Mom's OLD."

B: "T, she is only 40. Forty isn't old."

Great. Frankly I am not really sure how to respond to that.
~Number one, my daughter thinks I am old... Ok, fine.... I thought my parents were old when I was T's age. I'll let that one go.
~Number two, B thinks I am 40 years old. He just aged me by over ten. *sigh* This day better get better.