It's midnight. 12:02 to be exact. Late. Too late. Usually I am fast asleep by now. But baby is awake and I feel restless myself. (Please, Lord, let it not be another migraine!)
We had a low-key week. Miss Z was sick with a high fever for 3 solid days and a night of bad congestion. A new tooth erupted to finish off her week. Poor girl. She is all smiles now - and laughs and lalala tongue noises because she loves to stick hers out. I think she's skipping crawling. She'll army crawl for the rare treasure and even try to get on her knees at times and hop a bit like a frog, but now she is very interested in standing - for very long times as a certain back can attest to. ;)
Advent plans... they look so nice on paper - so nice and organized. It really is too bad that does not work when you go to implement it. All my first week's items are on my dining room table. I have no wall space for my much loved Jesse tree. I never got around to cutting greenery for our wreath and it is supposed to rain tonight and tomorrow and maybe on Monday. And I still have the bulk of my shopping to do. What a mood killer that is. Only very rarely do I like to shop.
So today was beautiful but busy. We used up the morning at the library and grocery store since we were house bound all week. At home I painted the front door which needed it badly. Of course Miss Z was so tempted she crawled 15 feet to stick her hand on the stoop, in the wet paint. Talk about motivation. And no sooner had I finished painting I came back to the door to see finger smudges. Ahhh! One day I will have smudge-free doors and it will be too quiet, and I fully expect I will love/hate that day.
I also baked up brownies for the kids and my husband. Of course I wanted something so I made pumpkin bars which I had never got around to making this fall. Boy, they are good but not good for me. I am getting pretty tired of food and how it affects me. Sometimes I dream of being blissfully unaware of what food can do to a person and just enjoying a bite of whatever. Or going out with a friend wherever. Or kissing your husband whenever. I suppose that's a dangerous path to go down but I haven't quite figured out how to stop the wishful thinking.
Pictures... Blogger says I am all full and must pay $3/month to put pictures up. Really??? There must be another way. I just haven't figured it out.
Which means if you stuck through this wordy post, with too many "ands" and runon sentences and improper English AND no pictures, then either you are bored at 1:00am or you are super sweet. God bless you.