TGIF

9-9-11


Happy birthday to my daddy!!

Today is going to be more hectic than yesterday, if that is possible.

Yesterday when I got home, I felt like I was on over drive. I had to get the boys, which took longer only because the wonderful that is Miss Lira, gave us a set of the old reading program the school used up through last year. This will be good to have so the boys can practice reading at home. I am pretty jazzed. Mrs. Fasheh was excited that we got it, too, since she knows how much we work with the boys.

When we got home, the city had arrived to remove the branch from the tree. Ken convinced them to trim the tree, which meant it was like crack for kids. Giant machines, falling branches, all kinds of boy toys! This meant homework was delayed.

Brenan men have no sense of urgency. This is bad when Mama B is a freaking spaz.

Keep in mind, we were late for nothing. Everything got done. I wish I could be calmer. But then again, perhaps my crazy coupled with Ken and the boys’ indifference makes things run smoothly.

Today is get kids, go to doctor, soccer practice, dinner with my folks. Phew!

Tonks is eating, and going potty when we put her in the pan. She is still nervous, but last night, she was in our bed and she was playing with me, which was awesome. She also gave me lots of kitten kisses and love bites. Her inner kitten was coming out, and it was so nice to see. I have been alternating between calling her Tonks and Nymphadora. I will be curious what nicknames I come up with. Of course, her full name is Nymphadora Tonks, but I love both names. J.K. Rowling, you are awesome.

It is going to be a long work day. I can just feel it.

I am going to attempt to attend practice in my jeans. I just don’t want to have to wear shorts to dinner since we are leaving for dinner right after practice. I think I can manage.

I am looking forward to weighing myself at the doctor’s office. It isn’t my appointment (it is for Dax’s annual) but I will still use the scale.

As we listened to music in the car yesterday, Dax asks me if we have any Justin Beiber. I wanted to cry.

Hometown Buffet tonight. I managed it before, and didn’t over eat. I filled up on salad, then hit the rest of the buffet. Tonight, I am going for meat. I also am not going to stress. As the diabetes nurse told us, we are allowed to eat. I am good, really freaking good, most of the time. One bigger dinner will be fine. Plus, my meals for today are a tuna sandwich, with light mayo. My lunch is a salad. I have a snack of some nuts. Plus, when I get home after dinner, I was going to do the Wii. Plus, I can walk to go get the boys since once again, I remembered Dax’s appt wrong. It is next week. I should be fine.

Poor Dax is having a tough time with school. Bobby actually has not cried, and Ken was even able to leave him in line today with Dimitri and they were great. Dax has been a little sad each morning. I think he misses Miss Lira. Thankfully, she loves Dax, and has this week to go and visit the class. Dax did say that Mrs. Fasheh does things he doesn’t like. I think he is just still adjusting to the way things are. Classes get stricter each year, and he just has to get used to it. It makes me sad, though. He told me yesterday that he wasn’t scared, and that he likes Mrs. Fasheh, but I am sure everything just takes time.