Listen, it is 11:53 in the pm and I am still awake which is a problem. But I just painted my fingernails, which was dumb, thus proving that after 11 p.m. I can't be held responsible for my own actions and there you go. I'm supposed to be working, which obvs isn't happening. The window is open in my browser, does that count? I think I'm all wired because once the fruits of my loins were in bed, I went to the gym and ran 3ish miles. I sort of walked or held onto the side rails for dear life for part of that, but you have to start somewhere, right? RIGHT. Battlefats '11! I'm serious this time, mostly.
I feel like I've been a good mom lately. The Fat One has been sleeping in measurable quantities, which means I've been sleeping in measurable quantities, which equals up to happiness all around. The Nub, well, he's hilarious basically. Except for the part where he rudely barges in on me toweling off after the shower and slaps my butt cheeks like they're bongos or something and says "shake your bunnies Mom!" and then asks where my ding ding is. I have yet to respond with an acceptable answer on that one. Or even better, when you ask him what his name is and he smiles and says, "Jesus". Wow, really? And all along I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING SPECIAL ABOUT THIS ONE! Never mind that sometimes he paints his face and not accidentally either.
Gah. He's the best.
Don't forget about the CSN giveaway. Last time I checked there were only 28 entries which, you know is awesome for those people, but what's the matter with the rest of you? You don't have to buy lights. CSN has like a jillion different "stores" with just about everything you can imagine. It's like Amazon, but maybe better because if you win you get $55 for FREE! I myself have decided to put my cash toward either a new convertible car seat for the Heavy One, or a cast iron skillet for ME, or maybe a rug to go under my kitchen table. Have I ever told you that I'm terrible at making decisions? Shizz man.
Anyway, go enter if you haven't already. I like you. The End.
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3 miles?!? You're the bomb. Also, your kids are freaking so cute. Brett always asks where my weiner is. I guess that's what we get with houses full of boys! Balls and weiners!
P.S. I HATE the word weiner.
Thank you for the post shower visual with the kiddo. That made my day.
All I know is that I get to see you in 40 minutes. Bring it.
i hate when i paint my nails before bed. then i gingerly get in bed, ask ethan to pull the blanket over me and then lay there still. it's a big joke. i know as soon as i think they are dry i will smudge them and i regret taking the time to paint them in the first place. boo.
i wish i had a weekly nail appt.
your boys are so cute.
still sad I missed you at the gym!! I'll have to coordinate better next time.
By the way... bongos? :) HAHAHA!! sounds like the Nub has his mama's humor :)
haha... laughing out loud. Love that little toddler of yours! Ps thanks for the Almond milk tip... we are up and running and I'm loving it!
Oh my hell, you make me laugh!
hey! i was there that day the nubbers painted himself! (right? i think?) and i thought what he did to the countertop was just what it needed. who knew you could improve upon granite? the nub, that's who.
I knew I like your butt. The bunnies explains this.
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