For as long as I can remember, I've disliked wearing socks.

Tonight I discovered that I hate wearing socks that are too big.

I worked tonight and with the craziness of the day ( as in the zero times today the girls napped at the same time, S napped way early and therefore was crusty not to mention, I believe E is dropping a nap) I didn't notice that A. I had no clean work pants and B. I had no visible clean socks. This meant jeans and Josh's socks. Thankfully I wasn't being audited.

So I clearly haven't blogged in ages. This is for several reasons. Lets make a long story short. Thanksgiving happened. Nice time with the family. Except the touch of stomach bug that affected each of us, some worse than others and is continuing to affect the girls(C diff poo odour has got NOTHING on my babies right now ughhhhh) and the cold I came down with. I spent a lot of time in bed Monday, despite my dad who I hadn't seen since march being here. Though there are other reasons for that too but that won't be blogged until I have some more information......

As I said my dad was here, as was my mom so we took the opportunity to use the help to go to the doctor ( rather, mom ordered me to go to the doctor and since E needed her scheduled check up and S needed a referral to a specialist anyway I decided we'd all go. This is basically how every visit to our doctor goes) Dad walked S around the parking lot while it was my turn and they apparently counted 29 cars with licence plates that started with B.

My doctor is maybe 2 years older than me and has a good sense of humour. We have made previous references to the extreme whiteness of S ( he is not white so his comments were carefully stated and in appropriate manner such as being very careful in sun but I blew political correctness out of the water cuz frankly, she is Casper) conversation as follows during E's check up:
Dr:  to E " you are quite pale"
Me: Really? I thought she was darker than S
Dr:everything is relative
Me: I thought you were going to say everything is darker than S
Dr:(smirking) you said it , I didn't

I also got him to weigh me to double check the correctness of our scale because it said I had lost 5lbs this week. It was right!!!2 more pounds til per S weight! Not like my body looks anything the way it did before, but at least my shelf has decreased a lot ( my shelf is this weird ledge I get over my butt when I gain weight. It's hereditary. And weird.  My old college friend Belinda actually patted it once and called it "African butt" she's African. )

I saw Christmas lights up on my way home from work tonight and I seriously felt warmth in my heart.  Normally I'm bah humbug til November 1 but this year I have had Christmas music in my head. Pre November....per Halloween.....even per thanksgiving! My husband is wearing off on me. I had met him in November and I remember telling him the following April that it was time to take down his Christmas tree. I think he only agreed because he was moving that June.

Well I figured I'd get a blog in so I could use it as wind down time since Hubble passed out about 5 minutes after I got home....poor soul. We are both horrifically wiped. S has been waking really early and pounding the crap out of her crib , waking us and E up before 5 the past few mornings. She's also been snorting up a storm. Teeth? Illness? Trying to kill us? Maybe a bit of all of it?

I heard this on my way home from work. It makes me feel 22 again. I love it. It unfortunately for absolutely no logical reason, reminds me of my ex which is the only downside.
http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=SPzf1bqB1Mc&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DSPzf1bqB1Mc

Goodnight all
Xo