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i have confessed before that i am a brat. i really am. i'm ashamed of myself. i know i probably get on Gods nerves. here's an example of how bratty i can be... i like 50 degrees for my morning run. favorite temp. long sleeved tshirt & shorts = perfection. but then after i run i'm gonna need it to at least warm up to 75 or 80. then i can wear shorts all day. then preferably i'd like it to cool off at night just enough to need a light jacket. too bad i dont live in california. this weather rarely happens in ga. i also prefer it not to be dark when i run in the mornings. again, not happening. i think i get like a 2 or 3 week window of daylight before the time changes. i am weird. although i hate the time change b/c it whacks out my body. i like for it to get dark early during the holidays. seems cozy for christmas. but if it only lasted from thanksgiving day to christmas day, that'd be ideal. don't worry. i am aware that i am obnoxious. i've said

i need new ideas for "catering" for TA events. keep in mind we are a non-profit! waffle house = awesome. pizza is easy but i need fresh ideas! help. we are having a TA talent show this saturday. i am excited. i think it is going to be fun/hilarious. we've got a guy doing stand up comedy. i would have diarrhea. i can't be funny if i'm "supposed" to be. i don't have a talent. not sure why God skipped me. i really want to be at the beach. i love spring and i love the beach. especially when its not ridiculously hot. i dont get in the ocean though. i just like to lay out, take a dip in the pool and eat/read magazines. so gabe woke up at 1:30am wanting a bottle. so i gave him one. then i couldn't go back to sleep. i just laid in bed thinking about work stuff. so i turned on the tv. i got totally involved in some show. it was soooooooo good. of course it was about murder/crime. i was tense waiting to see what the outcome was going to be. but..

G is down for a nap. so i thought i'd blog. i have nothing to say. never good. i am still thanking God for a healthy household. that week of sickness was awful. it is super fun to have G back. he is talkative, playful, funny and happy. YAY! he is all boy and i love it. if he's covered in dirt he is in heaven. he also likes to spit. that makes me laugh. dancing is another one of his favorite things. super fun! we dance in the house, car, in restaurants...wherever! i hope he always has fun like that. i must confess i kinda wanted to leave him at walmart yesterday. oh.my.crazy.child. he didnt want to sit in the cart or stand in the buggy part. awesome. he had to be held. so i had to push a super heavy cart with one arm while holding a heavy baby. we were dangerous. he thinks he's helping push the cart. really he's just making everything even harder by leaning forward... he wouldnt even sit so i could unload to pay or reload to leave. awesome. not to mention the p

jay told me i complained too much on fb last week. sorry if i was annoying. i thought my status updates were simply honest & i tried to say something lighthearted. oh well. to be honest - the week was HARD. let's recap. friday feb 22 gabe was in rare form. that's our day together. normally we have fun together but that day he was grumpy & high...HIGH maintenance. i shouldn've known something was up... we put him down around 7:30 or so. i forced myself to stay up til 8:30. yeah, i said it 8:30. jay decided he was going to the gym so he left around 9. (i dont understand working out at 9pm but he doesn't understand 5:30am so we're even...) after working out jay decided to go to Dennys. (isn't that what everyone does..?! haha.) so when i heard gabe crying around 11pm i laid there waiting for jay to get him. no such luck. he wasn't home. so i opened to door to Gs room and SKADOOSH - a big nasty scent of vomit overwhelmed me. it broke my heart.