Me in my favorite jammies

When wearing these jammies, my footwear usually consists of my most favorite wooly pink socks from Dit. It is an entirely comfy, if fashionably questionable ensemble. Too comfy, in fact. I put these duds on after work and immediately want to take a nap.

I was given these Mickey Mouse Jammies (Mickey Jams) by Sim and Tara years and years ago. I wore them to work one Halloween, and yes, this picture was taken at work. If you can get away with wearing your jammies to work, go for it. I highly recommend it.

Our daughter will be turning three next week. I just can't believe it. She was such a little 6 lb. 10 oz. peanut when we brought her home. Now she is as tall as my waist. I just received a picture of her in her Halloween get up from when the kids came cruising through my work. She is dressed in an upside-down, painted on bag from the grocery store and a headband with a feather. The kids were indians. She kinda looks like a little rag-a-muffin, but there is one picture where she just sparkles. There is something about her eyes and the look on her face... (Oh, yeah, I'm sure that other people's children have their sparkly moments, but this is my journal, so I get to gush about my child.) It's really the first time I noticed the "sparklocity" and could put a name to it.

Punkin has taken to questioning my mood when she feels I'm getting frustrated with her. She can be in the middle of NOT listening to me and she'll look up at me and ask "Happy Mom?"

Another new thing from Punkin: "I'm not saying damn it, Mom." Um... good, sweetie. Mommy is going to try not to say that, too.

The weather is getting all wintry here and I'm having a hard time living in denial about it. My wonderful office is getting cold. (Someday soon I'll show you a picture of my office. I can tell you're on the edge of your seat.) I don't remember it being so cold in my office last year, but every day this week I've been freezing. My fingers have been little icicles. I even brought in my heating pad yesterday. All day long I think about getting home and putting on my Mickey Mouse Jammies and my fuzzy pink socks.

It is 3:00pm on Wednesday, November 15. I remember that it is the birthday of a friend of mine from high school. Why my mind hangs on to bits of trivia like that is beyond me.

I've ordered flowers for my grandma for her birthday
I've ordered the beef for Punkin's bday party this weekend
I'm STILL working on page 3 of 16 from notes from an executive management
team meeting at work last week.
At some point in the next few days, I'll have to do some computer programming logic homework.

I'm completely tired. I just could not fall asleep last night to save my life, but when the alarm went off this morning, I could have easily slept until noon. I've hung in there today until now, and I'm fading fast.

When all else fails... Coca-Cola and a Snickers bar to the rescue!

Hubby is picking Punkin up from school today so I can head over to the college to complete a section of the test I forgot to do ((read the following with total sarcasm:) Hey, it was just a mid-term and it was only ONE section that I forgot...) and to pick up my assignment that I could not stick around for. (not feeling too well last Monday night. I stuck it out for as long as I could then hightailed it home)

Then we have other errands for this evening. I'll be editing and posting this when I should be cleaning the house for the party this weekend, (and a few days too late) but really, doing this is far more appealing than visiting with the Ty-D-Bowl man.

So, yes... We don't do much entertaining, but this weekend we'll have about 25 people over. Am I freaking out? No... not yet. Will I be on Saturday? You betcha. I've invited Erika so she can talk me down from the ledge that having a combination of "each of my families" (read the family I was raised with, my bio-family, and my in-laws) in the same room at the same time puts me on. Erika is good people. I love that woman.

Next on my list after the party: balancing my checkbook, paying bills, homework, Christmas shopping (I started that, but didn't get very far before just giving up and buying a couple of things for myself) Christmas cards... ugh... I'm getting discouraged already... enough of this list.

Oh, hey! Everyone think good thoughts for Dit, ok? She's interviewing for new jobs and could use all the prayers and good karma she can get!

Ok, now the sugar/caffeine buzz is beginning to wear off... this is bad... I still have one hour and 15 minutes until I can leave AND I've got to get back to those meeting notes... sheesh... page 4 of 16... oh yeah... I'll be asleep in no time. Nighty-night.

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