Monday, September 29, 2014

Happy Monday

We blew off our super-strict bedtime routine last night in favor of  big bowls of popcorn and How to Train Your Dragon.

The Packers won, but I suffered my first fantasy football lost of the season. I went from such elation to terrible dejection.

Big project of the week - interviewing and hiring a new nanny. Our current caregiver, who we love, is leaving us to care for a sick relative and we are bummed. Finding out this process is much harder when the first person you interview isn't a curly-haired soul-sister who also works at Starbucks and can bring you weekly whole bean coffee.

Watched way too many episodes of New Girl on Netflix last night. That show makes me laugh so hard that I end up with tears running down my cheeks and I start worrying about incontinence issues.

Stayed up too late as a result because Evan and I can't stop saying the phrase "one more episode."

Played a prank on my new boss for his birthday that involved four full stacks of pink Post-It notes covering his desk, cupboards, and office chair. Isaiah was my accomplice and can now explain the difference between a "good prank" and a "mean prank." Yes, I work at a church. Why do you ask?

I have no idea where September went.

The fact that Photo Stream still isn't working between my iPhone and my laptop, even after the IOS8 update, has me seething. The level of frustration I feel about this is quite irrational. Honestly, I nearly got physically violent late last evening as I was trying to pull a couple photos off my phone for a blog post and it wouldn't work.

Scrolling through my Facebook news feed the other day led to my discovery of an unfortunate spoiler about the TV show Bones. Immediately my swiping finger was going crazy trying to scroll down through the screen to try to avert my eyes from the news, but it was too late. I know someone on the show is no longer with us but, hear me now, I DO NOT KNOW WHO IT IS. For the love, do not make it worse by telling me who they killed. I'm only about 4 seasons behind, so a few weeks of binge watching on Netflix and I should be good to go.

Getting ready to get my next tattoo soon. My mother-in-law is going to be thrilled. I really should make sure to get video of her reaction when she sees it for the first time. I predict it to be something similar to the face I made when I realized that the combination of Drew Brees and Jimmy Graham put the nail in my Fantasy Football coffin this weekend. Love you, Mom.

If you need me, I'll be slamming my coffee and scouring the waiver lists for a defense that can replace Carolina because I am so firing them after they lost me 8 points this weekend.

Evan warned me that if I started playing fantasy football that I would REALLY get into it. I blame him for this.

Happy Monday.

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