I am tired, yo. I've been coming home from work, or if it's an Ellie belly day waiting for Mike to come home from work, and start dreaming of bed immediately. I have a faint memory of Mike trying to wake me up this morning and all I remember is I was DEEP. I'm talkin "don't even try to rouse this insanely tired mama because any talking you do at me at this point is only going to get incorporated into my dream because there is no possible way I can come to". That kind of tired.
And so I didn't meet my new workout buddy at 6am but rather tonight, at 8:30pm, and now it's 11 and I am WIRED! I am like "let's bust out the pinesol and get crackin on these floors and then organize the shelves and clean out the fridge finally. " And so yeah I'm sort of second guessing that 7:30 pm cup of coffee and late night workout, because really, REALLY I need to be sleeping. Tomorrow I am hitting the door running.
So our Mike's side of the family christmas is on Sunday and I basically have to start a knitting marathon for the next few days to get all of the gifts I so well intentionally planned in my head finished. Oh silly me. Always trying to bite the horses head, er take the horse by the head, er whatever that saying is. In the end the extravagant patterns I so thoughtfully mulled over for each person will probably turn into a pile of hats because a)they're easy, and b)they're easy.
In other news, I took a step back recently and gave myself a little talking to. I told myself that the Twilight Series are only books, and that they are fiction. And that yes Rob Pattinson is uncommonly good looking but I'm married. And Taylor Lautner is insanely adorable, but he's seventeen. And yes Stephanie Meyer has written the perfect suck-you-in books, but really I don't want to wish vampires into my life. And I don't want to shirk my parenting and work related duties because I simply must finish another chapter. Sigh. So I have relegated my reading to nighttimes only. And occasional breastfeeding sessions. And believe me, the separation has been healthy. Man, who knew I was so susceptible to the teenage demographic fantasies? I should bust out those old Sweet Valley Highs again!
In more adult news, Mike and I are going to see Avatar on Friday. I truly have absolutely no idea what it's about and I'm pretty excited to be perfectly surprised. But on the other hand we are apparently going to be seeing the most popular movie in America on America's most popular night for dating. So, we'll see, America. You, me, and a hot date with my husband. Bring it on!
Happy Wednesday everyone. Is it just me or time just a tickin!??
1 comments:
Summer, you rock! Noel and I were checking out your blog in IDT. I would kill to see you and Mike doing the Rock Band thing. You are the best! Keith and Noel.
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