1. Walked 3 miles with Kyle in the stroller (6:45 a.m. to 7:35 a.m.)(Gotta get this one done early in the morning...you definitely don't want to leave it until the afternoon in the LV during June!)(I've got 68 days before my Mexico trip to melt off 5 pounds. Actually, the 5 pounds can stay; I don't care. It's the gross, bumpy cellulite that needs to get lost.)
2. Started dinner in the Crock-Pot...marinated chicken with red potatoes and apricots. (No, it's not weird to mix fruit and meat, despite what some people might think. And, it turned out well. Really! It did!)
3. Washed my dirty sheets, dried them, and put them away.
4. Changed the sheets on Kyle's crib and my bed.
5. Unloaded dishwasher.
6. Washed, dried, and folded white clothes.
7. Swept and mopped kitchen floor and entryway. (This sucked.)
8. Took a shower and got ready.
9. Researched booking airport/hotel transfers and activities for Cabo in Expedia and TripAdvisor. (Yes, I know that this is not a "chore" in the true sense, but it is still something that needed to be done.)
10. Paid bills online.
11. Took Kyle to the mall to get him a duffel bag from the Nike store. (This is so I don't have to pack his stuff in an empty diaper box anymore!)(Walking around an open-air mall when it's 107 outside while pushing a stroller and getting the door to Banana Republic slammed in front of you by an 80-pound Japanese chick wearing a Coach hat and Manolo Blahniks stiletto heels sucks.)(All I can say is, if I didn't have to worry about maintaining my bar license, I'd get into a lot more fist fights, because there are a lot of deserving people at the mall and other places that need to learn common courtesy, or to be snapped in half like a twig, or both.)
12. Made pasta salad.
13. Ate dinner and cleaned up kitchen.
14. Washed the colored laundry. (Wait. That sounds kind of racist, but I don't know what else to call it...Multi-hued-American laundry?
15. Started reading new book by NBA referee Bill Delaney about his time spent in the 1970s working undercover with the New Jersey State Police, infiltrating the mob. (What I should be doing instead is studying for the Multistate Professional Responsibility Exam...ugh, ugh, ugh.)
Okay, here are more cute pictures that I downloaded from the camera recently:
Here's Kyle, playing with his toy farm truck. He loves this thing! He loads up the back with plastic blocks and then drives it around. It doesn't take too long before the truck tips over (Mr. Cow is not a very good driver) and the blocks all spill out. Kyle then re-loads the blocks and starts over:
Here are Jeff and Kyle, looking super cute and cuddly. This is from last Friday, I think. Poor Kyle. We ran from one activity to the next that day. We went to breakfast, to the Las Vegas Metro fingerprint bureau so that I could get my fingerprints done, swimming in the pool in the afternoon, then a trip to the doctor to get make-up shots, then down to the Yardhouse for dinner with Kevin and Cora and Asa and Kristol. Then, we swung by CVS for an emergency run for Aloe Vera and Tylenol! By the time we were done, he just crashed!
This picture cracks me up. I love how he sleeps with his feet up under him and his bum up in the air. (And no, that's not a pee-stain on his bum...he spilled milk out of his bottle and then sat in it.)
Happy Sunday, everyone!
3 comments:
Whoa, busy weekend! Way to get so much done!
How on earth did you do all that in one day? Crazy! I need a nap from just reading about your weekend! Kyle is so cute, I can't wait to see him again in a few weeks (and I wish we were seeing you as well, but hopefully sometime soon).
I am cracking up about the colored laundry! That's hilarious! When my sister and I were in Florida last month finding us a rental home, part of the important info was which elementary school the kids would go to. One of the schools is not using traditional 1st, 2nd, and 3rd grade, etc. designations. Instead they use things like Blue Intermediate, Red Elementary, etc. When we were trying to recall which school matched up with one of the homes I said, "Oh, that one's the colored school." Then we both totally cracked up for the same reason you did about the laundry. Whoops!
I'll bet that WAS funny seeing the pic of Rick in the backseat of the car with us! And no....Dan didn't step away from the steering wheel until Dr. Lawrence pried the keys out of his hand, haha!
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