Work's been crazy. We did some babysitting - where I quickly learned that I know absolutely NOTHING about babies or taking care of them (and that the best way to get a baby fed is to give the baby to Blake, who does a much better job of mushed-pea-feeding than I do). And some meal-bringing - where I continued my trend of over-estimating the amount of food I'll need and ended up with 10 pounds of pasta salad. And found out some bad news - that Amazon Student is no longer going to provide me with free shipping. Grr.
And in between those things we also watched some Alcatraz, suffered through a recent episode of 30 Rock (that show is getting worse and worse...and may even be demoted off our DVR schedule in the near future), and went to bed at times too-early-to-mention on a daily basis. I blame the fatigue on my supposedly non-drowsy Claratin.
Blake's been a trouper all week. Even with a migraine headache and allergies, he still puts up with me when I do things like spending the morning griping about the weeds in our yard and cursing our lawn company. In fact, because he knows how bothered I am by it, he not only put up with me, he puts in long calls to said yard company and got them to do what we want.
That, my friends, is true love.
This photo has nothing to do with anything above...it's just that this nook in our bedroom makes me smile. And I'm tired enough right now that I welcome any excuse to smile.