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Fatigued domestic goddess is fatigued
Oct. 22nd, 2012 09:47 amMark and Jack both took short naps yesterday afternoon, which led to neither of them going to sleep much before midnight.
Which led to me staying up late to chase Mark back to bed, and indirectly led to me getting VERY little sleep, as Tom's got an exercise all week and probably next, and needs must awaken at four am for the duration.
Drink your favorite form of caffeine for me, folks.
***
Saturday was our eighth anniversary. :D Tom made steaks for me and him, chicken breasts for the ever-finicky boys, bacon-wrapped scallops, and roasted red potatoes. :D It came out exquisite.
Not that you could prove it by the boys. Their potatoes? Untouched. The scallops? We sensibly gave them one each. Mark peeled the bacon off his, but shunned the scallop. Jack poked his dubiously with a single finger, and a look on his face that said "I cannot be tricked. This may SMELL like bacon, but as it is not flat, it clearly cannot in fact BE bacon".
But they ate the chicken, and were mostly good all weekend. So we're calling it a win.
Tom bought me a lovely silver and black enamel bracelet, at my request. I didn't get him anything as he is notoriously difficult to shop for and did not give me any suggestions. I'll probably get him a zombie book or something when he has time and energy to read after the exercise.
***
I took a short walk after getting the boys off to school; stomach's not entirely impressed with me today, but it's doing better than last week. I am shunning dairy, caffeine, and most non-caffeinated sodas until Tom's exercise is over; I really cannot afford a bad bout of IBS or whatever my stupid gastro. tricks really are. :/
Also doing the domestic goddess/stereotypical AF spouse thing, by making cookies for Tom's co-workers to enjoy during the exercise. We owe them big time for the time off Tom was able to take this summer, and this is the only way I really have to repay them.
I just have to avoid nibbling leftover dough, as most of my recipes contain dairy. Woe.
Today shouldn't test that resolve too much, as I am making butterscotch oatmeal cookies, and LOATHE butterscotch deeply.
Which led to me staying up late to chase Mark back to bed, and indirectly led to me getting VERY little sleep, as Tom's got an exercise all week and probably next, and needs must awaken at four am for the duration.
Drink your favorite form of caffeine for me, folks.
***
Saturday was our eighth anniversary. :D Tom made steaks for me and him, chicken breasts for the ever-finicky boys, bacon-wrapped scallops, and roasted red potatoes. :D It came out exquisite.
Not that you could prove it by the boys. Their potatoes? Untouched. The scallops? We sensibly gave them one each. Mark peeled the bacon off his, but shunned the scallop. Jack poked his dubiously with a single finger, and a look on his face that said "I cannot be tricked. This may SMELL like bacon, but as it is not flat, it clearly cannot in fact BE bacon".
But they ate the chicken, and were mostly good all weekend. So we're calling it a win.
Tom bought me a lovely silver and black enamel bracelet, at my request. I didn't get him anything as he is notoriously difficult to shop for and did not give me any suggestions. I'll probably get him a zombie book or something when he has time and energy to read after the exercise.
***
I took a short walk after getting the boys off to school; stomach's not entirely impressed with me today, but it's doing better than last week. I am shunning dairy, caffeine, and most non-caffeinated sodas until Tom's exercise is over; I really cannot afford a bad bout of IBS or whatever my stupid gastro. tricks really are. :/
Also doing the domestic goddess/stereotypical AF spouse thing, by making cookies for Tom's co-workers to enjoy during the exercise. We owe them big time for the time off Tom was able to take this summer, and this is the only way I really have to repay them.
I just have to avoid nibbling leftover dough, as most of my recipes contain dairy. Woe.
Today shouldn't test that resolve too much, as I am making butterscotch oatmeal cookies, and LOATHE butterscotch deeply.
