Degrees of separation

And by separation I mean separation from my warm and cozy bed. Its much colder out of the blankets I just don't want to get up today! I'm very thankful I don't have to get up by 3 am anymore but sometimes 4 is just way too early still. Layed in bed until nearly five and we have to be out the door by 5:30....not good! Thankfully I have an awesome husband who made breakfast and my lunch, such a lucky girl. But still really wish work would  start at a normal hour...

fine dining

Not nearly as exciting as it sounds. Its a day to celebrate as tj has released successfully his fourth app for windows phone 7
 not that I can play, I have no coordination but its pretty darn cool. So dining tonight will be tarragon Dijon crusted tilapia courtesy of Costco! Lol=D

Crazy days

Literally crazy days...scheduling days for manufacturing floor and its gone crazy. The excel workbook takes 3 minutes to complete all its formulas! Seriously need to update to a VBA application...would be nice if I knew how to do that. Would be even better if I could develop a real database for it. And I refuse to feel bad when someone finds a mistake in my file...I flat out refuse! I am the only one working with thousands of dates and this pair of eyes can't catch everything.

Some days, like today, it is impossible to make anyone happy and I know that if I make changes...I'll be making so many other people unhappy. Arg! Okay only an hour and a half left of work....break over.

Why two is always harder than one

Typically, the saying is two heads are better than one...well when you're talking about having two children, the saying should be two are always harder than one. It might still be better, but I guarantee it is harder. I honestly do not know how SAHP or single parents handle is day in and day out. You are obviously much braver souls than I am.

Emily adores her little sister, she just happens to hate that we, and especially Mommy and Grandma have to pay attention to her. Emily misses being the center of the universe something terrible and I'm afraid we are spoiling her to make up for the times we don't get to focus on her.

And oh boy, threes are soooo much worse than 2 yr olds! Much much more independent and troublesome. Not to mention she gets scared of all these little things and wants protection from it all! I have no problem, but being scared of a fire alarm to the point she won't sleep by herself...eh okay, she won't be in our bed when she is a teenager but still.

Last night I was frustrated to the point of just sitting down and refusing to do anything else as it all seems to be too much. I think I have it easy so why am I being so horrible about all this? The good news is Daph slept from 9:30 to 5 am! Yay for sleep for both of us. Now if I could just stop having Emily crowd me in the bed...

I already have a plan for dinner...I thought ahead...I hope I can continue this trend. Maybe tonight we can get the Emily to build another tent and we'll all just camp out on the living room floor.