My Monday Summary - Pretend You Care
Monday, March 22, 2010 at 6:58PM Holy moley this may be a post about nothing. Consider that your official warning.
I did a post for B-Metro today. Which you are required to read now. So go. Then come back. I’ll miss you. And please don’t freak out about the creepy hand picture. It scared me.
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(did you read it?) (LIAR!)
And then I worked with Kelly from twenty70 on her contest to sponsor a BlogHer gal for the conference this August in New York City. Have you entered yet? Because you should.
Can anyone else say/type “New York City” without recalling that Ole El Paso commercial? Just me? Oops.
This morning I dove face first into an empty pool known as “Daylight Savings Change After A Week Of Spring Break”. It hurt. A lot. For instance, when I woke up at “7” it felt more like 6, because dudes - it was, only in disguise. It was also dark. Mommy hold me.
But shockingly, Conner and Chase have adapted quite well. They’ve been going down easily around 9:15 (“8:15”), Chase is taking his regular naps starting at about 12 (which is the exact time he went down pre-time change) and is up at his normal time as well. The only thing that’s really changed is instead of forcing Conner from his bed around 8 AM, he’s wide awake around 7:15. Not sure why. Other than he needs to go down earlier when we aren’t in this version of daylightswhatevermovingon.
Chase, dear Lord help me, is climbing into my bed, diaper-free, and whizzing on me (while I’m TRYING TO SLEEP) sometime around 5:45 AM.
Save me?
And then I met my new B.F.F. She says we carried water in jugs on our heads together in a past life. Read her blog because it’s like an extension of this blog and you’ll love it, so go. After of course, you *actually* read my B-Metro piece since you lied to me earlier and didn’t.
I’m onto you.
Reader Comments (4)
totally read B--Metro and these meetings have been known as the "Cobb Salad" club too. but no breadsticks please.
Ew. Cobb Salad makes me nauseous. Just sayin'
Ahhh....What a mess! That is too funny about Chase. Ok, if it were me I would definitely NOT find it funny. = ) The things I have to look forward to....
BECAUSE WE DID CARRY JUGS ON OUR HEADS.
Huge, massive, sexy jugs.