Long Lazy Weekend
I have so much housework to do, but this weekend I put it all off. So now today I have to get at least half of it done so I don't feel like a huge slob. Jon told me that if I at least have the papers sorted then he doesn't mind everything else. He knows I'm sick of doing the same chores over and over into oblivion, so he doesn't nag me about anything (my inner nag does it for him instead). And now I've decided to commence potty training Natey so that he is an official Big Boy by the time he goes back to school on the 2nd. Greeaaat. And I'm trying Katey on solids again this week.
Oi. I'm on the verge of going completely bananas. Or in this case, oatmeal and prunes. =/
One thing that still cracks me up: Whenever I boob Katey in my sleep, I get the strangest semi-sex dreams (think: more romantic than kink). Saturday morning I boobed Katey (from 4am to 8am), and when she was on Righty, I dreamed about Justin Timberlake, and then when I rolled over and put her on Lefty, I dreamed about Galen Gering. Am I weird or am I weird?
Okay, must go for now... *sigh*
(Crossposted to august_2006)
Oi. I'm on the verge of going completely bananas. Or in this case, oatmeal and prunes. =/
One thing that still cracks me up: Whenever I boob Katey in my sleep, I get the strangest semi-sex dreams (think: more romantic than kink). Saturday morning I boobed Katey (from 4am to 8am), and when she was on Righty, I dreamed about Justin Timberlake, and then when I rolled over and put her on Lefty, I dreamed about Galen Gering. Am I weird or am I weird?
Okay, must go for now... *sigh*
(Crossposted to august_2006)