- sunday- throw smallish bday party for 2 year old (4 tantrums); host mom until 11pm (both get drunk and I get weepy)
- monday - my fat chihuaua instigates a fight, injured and in shock (3 tantrums)
- tuesday- day off of work to enjoy lil peanut's bday (5 tantrums; 2 from hubby), take fat chihuahua to emergency vet, catch-up on work for several hours late into evening (1 massive bedtime tantrum)
- wednesday - work (6 meetings), client drinks, dog meds (2 tantrums)
- thursday - lil' peanut's 2 year doctor check-up, work (5 meetings), prep for hubby's surgery tomorrow, painter comes for estimate, watch a miserable episode of LOST (3 tantrums)
- friday - 7am pilates, work remotely at hospital while hubby gets knee surgery (6 meetings) , get him home, hubby meds, dog meds (2nd vet visit?)
- saturday - solo tip to fairway with lil peanut, tend to hubby, 'music together' class, trip to city?
- sunday - lil peanut swim class, tend to hubby, baby niece arrives??
and my US Weekly wasn't delivered again this week. damn.
no matter. cause i got my boys: lil' peanut, crippled hubby, and fat chihuahua. there is no better feeling than being needed. what they don't realize is that i really need them a whole heck of a lot more than i suspect they need me.:
2 trips to the hospital (1 dog, 1 hubby)
1 birthday party
1 client schmoozing happy hour
3 classes (1 me, 2 lil peanut)
17 work meetings
19 tantrums
1 painter estimate appt.
1 solo trip to Fairway w/ a 2 year old
Being a loved mommy and wife: priceless
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