Monday, April 4, 2011
Like a 2 pack a day smoker, that's what I sound like as of Friday night. Both boys have colds so likely the fun was spread around.
I'm trying to knock it out early so it doesn't turn into a man cold. Moms are allowed one man cold a season, and I'm all out.
Man Cold: that debilitating sickness of epic proportions defined by complaining,whining and a total lack of parental responsibility.
Mom Cold: defined by no one in the house even noticing the plethora of medicines on the kitchen counter. I woke up the dog coughing last night. Fun times.
In the meantime I owe myself an April goal post, the weekend round up of babyshower hostin' and monster truckin' with Ben. Definitely opposite ends of the spectrum. Luckily the shower co-host did SO much work, food prep, super cute decorations. I felt like I kinda showed up with the cake, mixed some punch, took some pictures. The mom seemed to be was happy with the final product.
The boys and I went to the park and finished up some yard work once home while bill finished a training run for his 1/2 next week. Grass mowed, weeding started, flower beds tilled. The boys played with a ball on a blanket and wore each other down. I had the first realtor out on Friday, two more this week. Hearing the (long but expected) punch list is kicking the desire to get moving into gear in a good kind of way.
I have a feeling things are about to be crazy/busy(ier).
Posted by HeatherV at 6:21 AM