Mrs. G has requested we share a typical day in our lives. And as you may know when Mrs. G asks, the blogosphere responds.
Thank Pete it wasn't today in the life. Because sometimes MONDAY just hits ya hard, ya know? Nothing life threatening, just typical kid accidents which lead to a rushed morning involving extra laundry and morning showers. The fun just never ends here.
Now onto the task at hand, describing what exactly it is I am doing with that college education my parents paid through the nose for. Here's hoping I don't bore ya'll to death, cause that'd be bad for my stats.
My typical day reluctantly starts here:
I wake up at approximately 6:53 am or whenever my irresistible little alarm clock has to pee.We then migrate to the living room and snuggle up here:
For about 30 minutes I snooze a bit and she watches this:
Then it's time for the girls to have breakfast:While I start packing these:After breakfast I start the nagging about how, yes every day, we use these:
Once the girls are set I throw on something from here:I wait until last to get dressed because my standing threat is "If you are not ready mommy will have to take you to school in my pjs." The idea of anyone seeing their mom in her ratty pjs is enough to get them motivated to move faster in the mornings.
Even though I don't even get out of this:On the days I have to work or go to the grocery store (which are incidentally the same location) or have meetings at school I use this:
And on a really good day I use this:Hopefully after work and trips to school and the grocery store I have some time to myself.
Inevitably I have to load and unload this:
And run at least one load in through this:
For about 30 minutes I snooze a bit and she watches this:
Then it's time for the girls to have breakfast:While I start packing these:After breakfast I start the nagging about how, yes every day, we use these:
Once the girls are set I throw on something from here:I wait until last to get dressed because my standing threat is "If you are not ready mommy will have to take you to school in my pjs." The idea of anyone seeing their mom in her ratty pjs is enough to get them motivated to move faster in the mornings.
Even though I don't even get out of this:On the days I have to work or go to the grocery store (which are incidentally the same location) or have meetings at school I use this:
And on a really good day I use this:Hopefully after work and trips to school and the grocery store I have some time to myself.
Inevitably I have to load and unload this:
And run at least one load in through this:
I usually make myself something like this:And then I sit there and drink that:
And maybe watch something recorded on my tifaux here:Because I apparently enjoy getting bills, at some point I run out, twice if I forget it's Columbus Day, to check this:
And since it's October when I do I am startled by this guy: EVERY TIME!
And before I know it I am sitting here:
And maybe watch something recorded on my tifaux here:Because I apparently enjoy getting bills, at some point I run out, twice if I forget it's Columbus Day, to check this:
And since it's October when I do I am startled by this guy: EVERY TIME!
And before I know it I am sitting here:
To pick up them:
After a quick snack I have to help with this:
Hopefully I've remembered to take this:
Out of here:So later it will be ready to cook in here:
Which we will all sit down and eat here:
I fill out my mom of the year application again, since the first 107 must have been lost, while we eat and I let the the girls watch this:
Shortly thereafter I have to remind the girls about soap and shampoo and why they live in here:
And explain AGAIN the use for these odd contraptions:
And once I get the big one reading up here:
And the little one nestled somewhere amongst all that:
After a quick snack I have to help with this:
Hopefully I've remembered to take this:
Out of here:So later it will be ready to cook in here:
Which we will all sit down and eat here:
I fill out my mom of the year application again, since the first 107 must have been lost, while we eat and I let the the girls watch this:
Shortly thereafter I have to remind the girls about soap and shampoo and why they live in here:
And explain AGAIN the use for these odd contraptions:
And once I get the big one reading up here:
And the little one nestled somewhere amongst all that:
I will finally have the time to ignore this:
To watch this:With this guy*:
Then of course the vicious cycle starts itself all over again here:
Now if you haven't passed out from the utter lack of excitement in my everyday life click on over to Derfwad Manor and check out how other bloggers live.
*He refused to show me his face for a picture, because on a typical week day I barely see him. Today however is a flex day and he's home helping do laundry, asking the kids if mommy has a signed release to post their photos and playing Wii.
To watch this:With this guy*:
Then of course the vicious cycle starts itself all over again here:
Now if you haven't passed out from the utter lack of excitement in my everyday life click on over to Derfwad Manor and check out how other bloggers live.
*He refused to show me his face for a picture, because on a typical week day I barely see him. Today however is a flex day and he's home helping do laundry, asking the kids if mommy has a signed release to post their photos and playing Wii.
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Your life looks a lot like my life.
Cheryl Alena Kinzel said...
October 13, 2008 at 6:09 PM
Very cute idea.... I enjoyed it... my baby is all grown with a baby of her own.. so... as they say..
You will miss this someday..
Anonymous said...
October 13, 2008 at 6:59 PM
Can I tell you how much I MISS YOU, after seeing all of the shots of your house?!?!?
Anonymous said...
October 13, 2008 at 10:59 PM
This is awesome - I totally love all the photos. Makes me feel like I am there.
And, because you asked on my blog, Lorelai is a Jack Russell terrier and yeah, I'm not sure I really have time for my job this week....so today I just. Didn't. Go.
The Girl Next Door said...
October 13, 2008 at 11:51 PM
I want to eat breakfast at your house! ;)
And I thought that looked like Wii golf. I do okay with bowling, but I suck at the golf.
Anonymous said...
October 14, 2008 at 12:46 AM
um im a little creeped out. We have the same fridge with the same word whammer letters and shop at the same grocery store
Anonymous said...
October 14, 2008 at 12:50 AM
very cute. You have a good life!!!
i also threaten to take my kids out in my pj's or worse.....a belly shirt!!!! that just puts them over the edge.
I thought your hubby was bending over for a spanking. What is going on over there????
Busy Bee Suz said...
October 14, 2008 at 9:01 AM
Ah, mine is very much like this except I would have to add in the line where I cuss myself out for spending too much time on the internet.
Susie said...
October 14, 2008 at 10:37 AM
Thanks for sharing your day with us...and thanks for reminding me that I need to go to get dinner out of the freezer. (:
Southern Girl said...
October 14, 2008 at 10:56 AM
It's a wonder any of us have time to blog! Thanks for the glimpse.
Jenn @ Juggling Life said...
October 14, 2008 at 11:47 AM
Very cute, and funny. When I am home that is about a regular day for me too, sans cooking. Well done!
g-man said...
October 14, 2008 at 1:11 PM
OMG! How about I love that Harry Potter puppet show. My brats showed that to me a while back and every once in a while I'll find myself singing it to myself...
Briya said...
October 14, 2008 at 1:20 PM
You lead a pretty darn busy life, and you seem to have such a nice family!
Gary's third pottery blog said...
October 14, 2008 at 6:24 PM
I love being able to get a glimpse into all these blogger lives!
Your day looks a lot like mine...even the ignoring the exercise machine part!
Persnickety Ticker said...
October 15, 2008 at 1:39 PM
So cute!
I just barely got mine up by midnight...I am such a slacker.
Katie said...
October 16, 2008 at 2:42 PM
I frequently forget to take the meat out of the freezer in time for dinner. Just thought I'd share:)
Leah Perlingieri said...
October 16, 2008 at 11:37 PM