Thursday, January 30, 2014
So I happened to stumble across Tales of a Twenty Something's A Photo an Hour post I thought "hey! what a great idea!" I was only recently introduced to the idea of linking up with other bloggers. I just participated in my first link-up with Tales of a Twenty Something's Pit and Peak and had a lot of fun doing it. I also got involved with More Than Cheese and Beer's Sunday Confession. Last week's topic was reconciliation.
Upon reading a little more, I discovered that the hosts of the photo an hour post are Southern Mess and Meg on the Go. Going for it. Connecting with more bloggers - yay!
I'm a bit of a photo freak. I have over 400 photos on my personal Facebook page and literally thousands on my computer. I can't help it. They are mostly made up of various shots of my 5 kids and the places we go, crafts we do and food we eat. Yes, I'm one of those people. This should be a cake-walk for me.
So here goes my day in photos. I should disclose that I am sick as shit and battling a migraine...so don't get too excited...
Position the 11-month-old in front of Jake and the Neverland Pirates in hopes of a little peace and quiet for my migraine. I'm not a believer in the TV babysitter, but some days you gotta do what you gotta do to keep your sanity.
Cut up toast for the 11-month-old's breakfast.
Check on my Silence of the Mom Facebook page. Because I'm a narcissist.
Find the baby trying to make a phone call. She's very popular, even at 11 months.
Catch the dog running away from the hole she is digging. Don't let her cuteness fool you. She's the devil in disguise.
Make a nutritious lunch. OK, so obviously not nutritious at all. But ZFG. (Zero F____ Given.) If there is one time I'm allowed to not eat healthy is when I don't feel well. I'm surprised I mustered up the energy to even do this.
Nap on the couch with the baby. Had to go into stealth mode to take this picture. I was not about to risk waking her up for it!
Pick up big kids from school....Yeah, I didn't expect that either.
Contemplate doing laundry...decide against it. All that bending down, getting back up, loading, unloading. Gives me a headache just thinking about it. Actually doing it surely isn't going to help my migraine.
Pick up shredded tissue off the floor. I still am not sure why this is so fun for babies. Maybe because they don't have to clean it up? Who knows.
Get a drink. I know, I know. Diet soda. Horrible for you. But I like this. I don't drink alcohol, or smoke cigarettes, or do drugs, so occasionally I have a diet soda.
Dinner for this evening...one because I can't deal with cooking tonight and two because it is a fundraiser for the school...hence the cow at the kids' school earlier.
One more diaper change and then I'm leaving the rest of it up to the hubby. This sickness, whatever t is, has gotten the better of me...time for the Imodium.
I lead such a glamorous life.