A BIRTHDAY SHOUT OUT
To my mommy. Yes, folks, the woman who spit me out her vajayjay periodically reads my blog from time to time. She says it saves her money on a perm, cuz what she sees and reads periodically curls her hair. Muh mommy had a birthday today, and to quote Adrian, “DAYUHM WOMAN! SIXTY-THREE? That’s Oooooold”. We started the day off with a call to granny, Adrian singing “Happy Birthday to daddy’s mommy” and then counting ALL.THE.WAY. to 63!
A JOB OF THE NON-BLOW VARIETY
Today was the first day on the job, and it was your typical first day at a law firm. The first 3 hours were spent trying to get access to the computra network, mixed in with a little “this is what we expect from ya”, and a little bit of “this is what I expect from the y’all”. I’ve being granted quite a bit of responsibility in my new digs. I’ve even been given a key to the office. After lunch, I was thrown full-on into the fiery pits of hell with a gaggle of tasks, which I barely finished before daycare closed. But it was so nice to be busy, productive, needed, and appreciated again. I don’t like the fact that I’m not getting home until after dark again, and missing out on some quality afternoon kid-time, but we’ll work something out! I may need to adjust the boys sleepy time schedules to accommodate my need for squeals of delight, and crazy mad games of chutes and ladders.
Knowing full well I wouldn’t be home in time to make dinner for the family, I dusted off my crock pot and pulled out some old favorite recipes so I wouldn’t have to mess with dinner when I got home. I made a delicious pot of turkey chili. It was so good, in fact, I didn’t even have to force feed the kids. Of course that could have had something to do with the fact that it was 2 hours after our “normal” dinner time, but… Dear BESSIE, do I love my crock pot! Got any recipes you care to throw at me?