Tuesday Morning Confessions…
The kids are still asleep.
I am sitting at the table, drinking coffee flavored with some of the last of the Coffee Mate Peppermint Mocha powdered creamer. Its not natural and healthy, but it tastes.so.good. When it is gone, I will not replace it, but I will enjoy it for now.
My children are sleeping, and I am glad. Is that mean? I love them all dearly and will be happy to see their rosey cheeks when they wake up, but for now, I am enjoying the quiet. The extreme quiet.
There is a chocolate cake on the table that wee one decided to make at 9pm last night. I let her make it. I ate some, and I am REALLY considering it being my breakfast. Needless to say, this is a three part confession. It was made with raw coconut oil and farm fresh eggs…does that make a difference? Don’t answer that.
There is a corn-cob in my hallway. It has been there since yesterday. The dogs LOVE them and always pick them out of the trash. I decided that I was going to leave this one there and see how long it takes someone to pick it up. I may have to retire my hallway observation today if none of my little lab rats respond to the situation. I am sure I will, actually. Love those kids. (and no, I dont really call them rats.)
I only have one clean bathroom right now. I have FOUR in this house. The clean one happens to be the one no one ever uses. Go figure.
I was running late this morning so the hubs got a jar full of blueberries to take on the road to work. Hands free eating, right?
Mmm…chocolate cake.
I have 6 loads of laundry to do. At least. Not bad unless you consider that I did 6 last night as well. How does a person end up with 12 loads of laundry to do?
We have these plastic popcorn cups. They are really tall, dont fit in any cabinet and I hate them. I put them in the dishwasher last night with the slight hope they would melt so I could throw them away.
My son’s desert tortoise died the other day, and I sent him to be preserved. Via taxidermy. No joke.
I cant seem to get my baseboards clean enough. I scrub and scrub and they still look like someone wiped their boots on them. I am seriously considering painting them all again just so I can look at shiny white baseboards that no one else notices. I really can be quite OCD at times, so I am fighting the urge to achieve a level of perfection that doesn’t exist. Cake anyone?
It is still quiet. Surprised the kids are still sleeping. My coffee is getting cold and chances are I will dump it and pour a new cup. I realize I could reheat it, but its not the same. Glad I have just a little bit of artificial “who-knows-what’s in it” creamer left.
Peppermint and chocolate go great together.
Happy Tuesday, folks. 
May 29th, 2012 at 7:30 am
It’s a cooler rainy/thunderstormy day here. My house looks HORRIBLE, but I’m going to go help a friend with her house. Go figure?
May 29th, 2012 at 7:42 am
that happens here a LOT. I am always willing to help a fellow homemaker err..make her home. Too willing, sometimes to do it in lieu of cleaning my own!