Anyway, I know it's been kind of a slow week on the blog this week because I have been getting my butt kicked by my new schedule. Between running Micah to preschool, volunteering in Isaiah's kindergarten class, meetings, and training at my new job.....I've been waking up exhausted! The good news is that I've really been enjoying my new job and I think it's going to work out really well once I learn the menu. Of course, they're going to change the whole bloody thing in about two weeks to reflect the changing season so all the work I've done with my color coded flash cards will be for naught. But at least I've made it clear to my new co workers that I am a Type A freak of nature, so I've got that going for me.
What else has been happening? Let's see. Isaiah thought I was going to die soon because I found a gray hair and I had to explain to him that a gray hair doesn't mean that I was going to keel over dead by tomorrow but rather that I just might need to add a coloring to the itinerary for my next appointment at the salon. I'm pretty sure that calmed his fears of my untimely death, but left him confused as he imagined me using a box of Crayolas on my head.
I found a great new method of torture. Seriously, hear me out here. You know all the debate about water boarding and how it's all inhumane and stuff despite its effectiveness? I have the solution.
Force terrorists to take my two youngest children to Charming Charlie.
Right before lunch.
It was nothing short of excruciating. I promise we would have found out the name of Osama Bin Ladin's courier a lot faster if we had sent him into this store looking for a statement red necklace to go with my dress for a wedding that wasn't "too much" and was the right shade of red as to not conflict with the shoes and then also a pair of earrings that will complement, but NOT compete with the necklace while trying to keep the kids from not grabbing ALL OF THE SHINY THINGS surrounding them at eye level.
If waitressing doesn't work out I might try out the CIA. Do they have an internship program?
Here's to hoping we arrive safely at our destination with no incidents. I've already spilled my Pumpkin Spice Latte on my favorite new blouse, so I figure the worst of it is behind us.