I am alone. (Well, my house is full, but they are ALL asleep.) And that means that I am watching trashy TV (Pan Am), reading trashy Gossip rags (US Weekly) and drinking a delicious glass of wine (Anselmo Vineyards Majorette). And blogging.
I adore having my extended family here. I enjoy the activities, the commitments, the busyness. I have enjoyed toting my nephew about with with us. He is an easy 3rd child addition to our family.
I absolutely loved honoring my Gram's 95th last night. It was a great celebration. She was giddy with everyone flocking around her. Food was great. Wine was plentiful. The family was there and attentive. Toasts were made. Songs were sung. Dances were danced (the can-can to be exact). Cousins came together and it was sweet. Definetly sweet.
BUT . . . I have spacial issues. Lexapro or not! I love to be at home. Futzing and putzingl I need to do my stuff . . . my blogging and blog stalking and my cleaning and my yard work and my hanging with the kiddos. And we've been busy, way too busy to put our feet up and relax.
And looking at our calendar? I'm not sure that will happen until my December 13th surgery forces me to slow it down.
Which is why I'm still up at 11:00 pm when I should 100% be sleeping.
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Now it's more like 11:20 and I'm negotiating with myself so I can go to bed without washing my face. (And am already thinking of all that needs to get accomplished tomorrow.) If I hadn't taken 1.5 day off last week? I'd be taking tomorrow off. Just to catch up from our crazy life!
And tomorrow, I've got to get up early to get Dylan ready for school. More specifically, I need to get him ready for the costume parade at school. My brave and funny boy:
That's my boy-man . . . the reigning Prom Queen. If nothing else? He amuses me. And him. And that's pretty much all that matters to me :) (A big plus would be if he didn't rip my party dress!)
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