Thursday, December 14

Dump truck

Although it's noon, it feels like morning...I just woke up.
Can't seem to remember what day it is anymore...or what time it is. First thing I check when I wake up is the clock. "Is it time to feed Kate yet again?"
I went downstairs to rumage for breakfast...took out the 3 bags of lettuce my mom brought over last night...looked at the expiration date. Dec. 15. Doesn't make a difference since I have no clue what today's date is. All I know is that it's Thursday cuz I saw the garbage trucks stow away our trash into the trucks...only they left debris on our lawn again...some napkins and a milk container. Nothing much I can do but give them the evil eye from behind the curtains. Reminds me of something my dad would do. If someone were to cut him off or swerve to closely as he was driving, he'd shake his fists and yell in his fobbish Korean dad-like way, "Are you crrllaachzzzheee?" And give them the evil eye. He'd do this after he made sure his windows were rolled up and the car that invaded his lane had driven a good 300 ft. ahead from his car.

Anyways, still thinking about daycare. I think my husband is thrilled at the prospect of more money coming into the home, but I'm not sure I want to support his cable/electronic/game addiction just yet. I did think about the logistics of it all...and realized we need a bigger home with a basement where I can store my husband.

Wednesday, December 13

Alias

Been busy watching Alias these days. It's good. It all makes sense...in a season of my life when nothing seems to make sense.

After reading my sister's blog, I thought about opening a home day care. All I need is a good assisstant. My current assisstant sheds, drools, and does the opposite of fetch. Maybe I can train her to be a nursing dog. We'd have a in-house nurse.

Ellie can teach the kids how to dance and ask for chocolate milk.

Sunday, December 3

Oh Christmas Tree II


So this is the Christmas Tree Ellie lovingly refers to as "The Blueberry Tree" to replace our old one. I'm not sure which is worse. Even the star is hiding.


But as Linus said, "This isn't such a bad little tree. All it needs is a little love." Though I doubt Ellie is going to sacrifice her pink blanket for it.