Monday, my Sunday

Sorry I am not creative enough to come up with catchy title to tonight's entry.

I am sick, the baby is sick. This makes for an extremely miserable combination. He can't sleep from snot clogging his face, and I can't stay awake to help him because I am dosed on Nyquil. Dan is painting the bathroom and raking??? Okay, well not really. Well, yes he did rake and paint, but that is not to imply that he is not being helpful in taking care of the sick. Actually, he is much better at taking care of us than he is at raking.

I am starting to get REALLY excited about the upcoming birth of my 2 nieces (part of me wants it to be a boy and a girl - for a number of reasons, but I think this would seriously screw up the nursery that is already in the works. Don't get me wrong - 2 girls will be fantastic!). It shouldn't be more than 5 more weeks- and I bet my sis-in-law wished it were right now. Well, all I have to say to say to her is at least you are guaranteed to deliver 2wks early, rather than being induced for lack of any other option 2wks late!!!....but of course, I totally feel for you because 2 babies is going to be madness! mwwaaahahaaaa!

I am wondering why she didn't register for laundry detergent??? does she not know?

anyway, the real accomplishment today was: nothing. I went to Target because I needed a break, and I love looking at Target xmas stuff, baby stuff, all stuff really. I came home with very little - all that considered.
To conclude, the worst part of my day is that it is officially Tuesday, which means I have to go to work in 10hrs. grrrrrrr. I guess I should be glad I have a job though, so I will stop complaining.