Top of the Day to You.

The night was as anticipated. We were up and we slept and at 7 we decided to just be up. We being Kamila and me. Steven is still snug away in Dreamland. Thank goodness one of us is doing well!
This morning we created a list of things that we must get. I stole a shower while Missy May steamed in the awesome mist. I have a cup of Go Juice that is just waiting to be swallowed. I've cracked open the windows in the bedrooms just a slice to allow the Sick Fairy an escape route. I've cycled through my must-reads and am now thinking of moving the computer to the new desk my brave friend brought over last night. Let me mention that she was aware of the state of disarray and the potential of the Sick Fairy following her home. Everyone is getting fair warning before walking into this place.
Since I seem to have almost completely lost my voice...=insert a brief pause for the crowd clowns to comment and laugh =...There may be a few projects that I want to tackle. I see a couple cameras winking at me wanting to be let out of the cages/cases I keep them in.
Middle-of-the-Week-Wonder-Day, let's work together please. Keep it simple for me and I'll rock it out!

Banish Thee Sick Fairy!

Get Serious! Get @#$%$#@ SERIOUS!
My son is hot off a string of the sick bugs. First bronchitis, then a chest infection with a dash of ear infection. Thank you to our great doctor who medicated him to health. Another thank you to my dear son for not fighting us when needing to take the medicine. For some weird reason he decided that he liked this one and did not require profuse bribing. HEY! A parent's gotta do what a parent's gotta do.
My daughter gets the sniffles but was otherwise clear. OK. Today, she is warm with a runny nose and coughing. With a little bit of help from King Tylenol and his army, we're working on this.
Hubby is fighting something with all his might. I applaud his determination. Vitamin C, some funky pills, slather on a pound of Vicks, GO!
Our roommate decides today that he is coming down with something. Now, thanks to yours truly, he is on some OTC meds to hopefully get back on his feet.
I had the doctor confirm for me today that my self diagnosis of strep throat was, in fact, correct. I am now taking antibiotics that will make it better. (Can you feel my Law of Attraction powers emitting in this declaration?) I am also trying to remember that I can't expect to feel better within hours of taking the medication when I ran a fever for two days and was otherwise incapacitated. I am again thankful for the doctor and to be functioning again even if it is at a semi-pathetic level.
Just moments before having everyone settled for what may prove to be a trying night, the dog starts puking! Get real! Not only does she puke but she also had a second issue though I will spare you the details of that one.
If the cat starts puking or otherwise expelling bodily matter I might be fit to be tied.
Enough already. Sick Fairy, thank you for the visit but it is time for you to MOVE OUT OF THIS HOUSE!
Tomorrow----or rather later today, when I've had something more than a migraine-relief Advil, the washing machine is going to be in full tilt. In my delusion, I am also considering skipping the dryer and perhaps laying the wash outside to freeze the sickness away. In that same delusion, I'm sitting here blogging rather than sending my tail to bed for some serious rest. Suck the marrow out of the bone.
Let's do this!

Shopping Fun.

Can't shopping always be fun? I normally enjoy getting out and doing the weekly shops or the monthly shops or the random retail therapy shops. Given that my last shopping day with the kids was perfect, I have no want to shop again. Our day was wonderful together. We had fun. I don't want to ruin that. I don't want to forget how it felt.

Mission: March

This month's missions start with a bit of a roll over from last month. Let's plan this one carefully. Let's set some deadlines. Let's have the time of our lives!

1. Update those documents. It MUST get done.
2. Organize a quote book.
3. Get shelving for the kids' rooms. (I LOVE the way that sounds....kids! plural.)
4. Wrap up stamp club.
5. Find journals for Baby Love Letters and start playing along.
6. Get taxes done.
7. Read a book.
8. Get all my textbooks together.
9. Rearrange our bedroom.
10. Print pictures from February.
11. Watch one full movie that I want to see and have not seen before.
12. Start closet cycling.
13. Get new tires for the car.

Entirely doable. Let's get started.

Recap: Mission - February.

Well, would you look at that? We've merely blinked and this month is rounding out. I have gained an appreciation for months that are longer that just 28 days. I've also gained insight into time budgeting. Let's check in on missions.

Snail mail some magic I have...although I have not heard if it made it to its destination. Lisa...get anything lately?
Align my education strategy (or lack thereof) Wahooooo! I did, sort of. I dropped one of the spring session courses I was to take. This liberated my heart. Now, I can focus on one textbook and the black and white print contained therein.
Update some important documents Unless a techno wizard whips into my house, plugs in some magic, whips to the post office, and mails the stuff away, this was a flunk; however, today is still not over...and I believe in magic.
Organize our tax packages (joy!) With one paper yet to arrive, one paper that I need to inquire about, and one paper that I need to print, this is a YES!
Take a nice relaxing bath rather than just 7 minute sprinkles in the shower Sure. I was able to run a bath and jump in the water. Just as my mind started to melt away, someone needed something. So, it was more than a shower but less than I had hoped. Semi-successful.
Get rid of couch that is just taking up space You betcha I did. I didn't just get rid of it. I gave it to someone who is putting it to good use. I like what it feels like to give.
Set up scrapbooking station Well, the techno wizard that might have my number today is bringing along a friend. Can you see my delusional vision? No. This is not done.
Acquire audio equipment I know where it is. I just haven't brought it home yet. TO DO.
Get the beloved red car fixed Ta Da! The cherry bomb car has been fixed.
Read a book (February is I Love to Read month!) I did. I read this book. It was one I've been kicking around for awhile. Predictable. Easy read. No real surprise. It's over. I read.
Pass along what I have ready to go I have passed along some and have more boxed and ready to go.

Done deal. March, are you coming in like a lion or in like a lamb? I can't wait to find out.

Rock Out.

We celebrated our niece's third birthday this evening. I was scared to hold that baby child when she was born. Now, I can't get enough of her. She was so tiny. She is growing so beautiful. I wish her happiness and health.
Tomorrow marks the end of this sweet short month. Let's rock and roll!

14 Pounds.

That's what's left to go until I hit pre-pregnancy pounds. No gym. No set routine. No one pushing me along but me. I've just been dancing around and jazzing up my world the way I can.
Watch for March Missions. I've got some serious clothing to switch up. Here Here!

Over and out.

Smack dab! I must be getting seriously old or something is going wiggy because I can't seem to tell my head from my ass these days. Way too much trying to happen all at the same time. I need a maid to clean, a tutor to whip some techy talk into my brain, a clone to entertain my kidlets, a personal assistant to keep me in order, and a serious bottle of wine to blur things all together.
February, THERE IS NO NEED TO RUSH!

Split Second.

Blink and it's gone. Today happened that fast. Whoooooooooosh!
I am very quickly understanding that children do not belong in their parents' bed. No matter how small they are they seem to take over the entire thing. Steven will lay diagonally or horizontally across our bed leaving minimal space for us to use. This morning, Kamila woke and I brought her into our bed to cuddle and just chill. We dozed off. Upon waking, I realized I was barely hanging onto the edge. She had skooched her little tail all the way against me. Every time I think to myself maybe this time they will learn to share. Someday...
I'm knitting myself mitts. Just like that. The yarn I've got is too thick which should make the mitts a shave bulky but warm. Stay tuned for what they look like. I'm almost done the first one. I'm finding fulfilment in this bizarre creative outlet. Who knows what I'll drum up next.
Tomorrow ... tomorrow has laundry written all over it. I suppose some things just have got to get done. Plain and simple.

Great Way.

Today. Monday. Yes! If there was any better way to start a week, I'm not sure how it would be. We woke smiling. We played. We shopped. We had some serious fun, me and my kidlets. Together. We were. My little chatty cat was yapping off her big bro's ear right from go. She says, "Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa." Today, what she meant was, "Let's get out of the house and shake our tail feathers out."

My darling. He was checking out one of his new treasures.

My sweet butterbug. I think she realized that she didn't have our undivided attention and unleashed a momentary fit immediately after this shot fired.
This is a new cardigan that she got. I think I need one in my size.

This is her pretty dress.

The penguin is a finger puppet we came across in our adventures. It called to me. It was a silent little reminder that Zia wasn't with us carrying something, chasing someone, pushing the stroller, commenting, whatever. It was a moment for me. It was the cherry that completed an almost perfect outing. I'm adjusting....slowly.