Random Tuesday Thoughts

The boys let me sleep until 8:50am this morning... thank god, because I was feeling quite sick last night and this morning.

I wonder if homemade Nilla wafers would taste as good as the commercial brand. LB seems to love them- the entire box we bought this past weekend is already gone.

The pool at my gym looked nasty Monday morning. The front desk guy shut it down, but the maintenance guy said, "Oh, it was like that Saturday and Sunday." Hmmmmmm, how about fixing and cleaning it then?? What a novel idea! Seriously, it looked like a backed up toilet- did he think people would actually swim in that??

Apple slices and peanut butter, yum.

Yesterday Hubby said, "You're so lucky you get to stay with the boys all day", to which I replied, "Yes, I am lucky, but there is too much of a good thing. I can't even pee without an audience." It's true- while I love my kids, sometimes I just need some time to myself. It seems pretty logical that one would shower and dress and use the bathroom in privacy, but not so for this mommy.

I felt another little tremble last night. I don't know if they're tiny earthquakes or if our house is making its slow descent down the hillside.

JC has another black eye, a real shiner this time. He bonked his head on the edge of the fireplace. Yours truly did that once, and now I have a small scar on my chin (barely noticable). Poor kid- he takes after his klutzy mommy.

Hot Tub Time Machine was funny, althoght a bit predictable. Hubby wanted to check out On Demand last night and thought that if he requested a movie, it would be available to him, like, the next day. To his surprise, it started right away, so we had an impromptu movie night. I can't speak for the entire movie, since I spent about a third of it in the bathroom, but it was decent... a good rental.

Someone is coming to our house this afternoon to take a look at the car we're selling. I'm anxious to sell it, since it's a good car and doesn't deserve to just be sitting here. Cross your fingers that they like it. A girl and her dad are thinking about getting it for her so she can commute to school. Personally, I think it's a little too good for a kid, but that's not my call, right? :P

Noisy boys drive me crazy, but quiet boys are trouble. That's when I find them pouring shampoo on the floor from my gym bag.

Ugh, I feel like shit- I want a chocolate milkshake, but I know I don't need an extra spare tire. Plus, I'm afraid I'll puke it up!