Just another, Manic Monday.....

Don’t you hate it, when you wake up late? It puts your whole day off. My alarm did not go off this morning and I leaped out of bed of course saying “Oh Shit, Michael wake up I’m, late!” (Lovely to wake up to, I’m sure)

I managed, to get out the door on time and drive like hell to work, half put together, dropping things, and well my hair is not cooperating this morning of course!

Talking to Sue like usual on the phone, (morning pick-me –up) I had another call come in, swapped, back over to Sue, did not realize that she was on speaker, put the phone, up to my ear to say Hey I’m back, she says Hey!

Of course blew out my ear drum! I screamed all sorts of profanity, laughed and said :”OMG! Sue! That would have been so funny, on like an SNL skit, or some funny commercial for career-builder.com or something. Just add like, a close call to an accident, coffee spilt all over me, and like toilet paper stuck to my shoe. I guarantee it would be funny like the e-trade baby. Just add a caption saying something along the lines like rough day?” She just laughed at me.

I don’t do well under pressure it seems, but, then I come in and my saving Grace, Nikki (my friend at work), says: “Hey before you go, I picked you up some coffee and this wrap thingy.” (I’m like the guy on the McDonalds’ commercial “Don’t talk to me I haven’t had my coffee yet, sorta thing.”) Ahhh, caffeine legal addictive stimulants, only in America folks!

I think I got carried away, because I immediately hugged her and said:” Bless you, did I mention I love you, I really do, and you’re the best!”

She replied: Rough morning I see, don’t get carried away.

Key to a hectic morning, laugh at your stupidity. Works every time, I don’t take myself all that seriously (or at least try not to). But, when everything is array, something always catches me funny and all is right with the world again. I try to make a joke out of every downfall, I have usually at my expense but, hey, get’s me through the day. So, people if your trying to make fun of me, I will usually beat you there. I am aware of my neurotic craziness, and I will probably egg you on. (That could be a disorder)

So yeah, random nothing-ness this morning. I am sure my readers all three of you are so interested about my day, this could get, one might say, narcissistic. Sorry, for a not-so exciting life, I could lie and make up stuff. Eh? Maybe……

Homemade chicken tenders and 5 kids......

Baby-sitting tonight, which surprisingly isn't quite bad. My kids behave better, how ironically that may sound. Our friends, Brittany and Kenny are going out tonight, and really everyone needs to get out sometimes. They have two girls, I jokingly said to Michael during dinner what if we had 5 kids? and 4 of them were girls? He looked at me as though, I was talking in another language and said come again? I laughed and said yeah, can you imagine the teenage years? I think Michael got an instant migraine.

So, I got everyone one down, at a surprisingly decent hour. Their little girl Addie is a doll, still a baby and yes, as crazy as that sounds, got those old feelings again. Ahhh, remember when they were this little?

Babies. Like puppies, are incredibly infectious and cute. When one comes into the office everyone flocks to them. And who can blame them?

After dinner, and making sure everyone had gotten the right kind of dipping sauce, ketchup for Gabe, ranch for Lily,so on and so on. It was coloring and brownies and movie time. I always take a moment back and watch them. I tend to do that like on holidays, nothing is more great to me then a house full of people. No gift can compare, than people around eating and laughing and having a good time. Knowing, that they are comfortable in our home. I always tend to get away in the corner, like I am part of the furniture and observe what is going on in the room. Michael, always catches me doing that and just smiles because he knows that, I am incandescently happy for that moment.

I haven't done that in a long time. We used to have dinner parties all the time. I need to start again. The past months have been out-of-character for me. Haven't felt like celebrating anything, this past Christmas was just weird. Maybe, because of it, being still warm and having a late, cold winter this year. When it's warm on Christmas and then finally gets cold after, to me it's such a disappointment. It needs to be cold when it's supposed to be cold. You can't get all jolly in 80 degree weather. Michael, often fantasizes about moving up in the mountains, dream sequences of streams and lakes. Sometimes, I do ,want the Norman Rockwell painting, Thanksgiving and Christmas. Of course, with a little Christmas story, humor in it. F-r-a-g-i-l-e, I think that's Italian. LOL Gotta have that every year.What can I say, I am a sucker for nostalgic-ness. Is that a word?