someone pissed in my cheerios

A guy at work uses this phrase and I’m totally amused by it.  And then, I caught someone in a lie. As I sat feeling surprised, I had to laugh and say, “He pissed in my cheerios.”  I’ll let it roll right off my back of course and enjoy the entertainment value of it all.

Sooo… today I am cleaning.  I have a giant pile of laundry. Out of washcloths, towels, and socks. It’s time to take the jump!  I need to make “Apple Pie Kits” but my freezer is packed.   So I will have to clean that out first. I’ve got paper clutter to sort, lots of dusting, and run the vacuum.  The Beatles keep me company.

Congrats Tim on your great turkey kill. <shudder> =)

currently loving

the autumn chill

green tea lattes

the best friends a girl could have

and John Mayer’s version of Free Fallin

I like you like this

Life is going well. Really busy still after the move. I still have boxes to unpack. 3 boxes in my bedroom closet of stuff I just don’t know where to put. And my garage has art stuff because I don’t have the shelves up yet. But things have come along. And the cool thing is what my son has been saying to me about my new found happiness. “I like you like this.”

I like waking up on my own in the morning to the sun shining brightly through my windows. I like waking the kids up by music. I like the quiet drive to work. I like all the laughter in the office. I like the kids running up to me with hugs and kisses when I get home. I like my friends and family stopping by. I like that the bills are paid. I like my weekly starbucks treat on the way to work. I like sitting in our big backyard on the swing with a good book. I like watching the kids on the tractors with papa. I like the peace.