Overheard at our house

(while making dinner with the TV on in the background)

Me: Ooh, they're doing a couples' edition of Wheel of Fortune! We would KILL at that!

Jesse: Yeah I would!

Stream of consciousness [OR] On BFFs

I was wondering tonight, is it normal for a kitchen to exude the aroma of Clorox after cleaning up a standard chicken dinner? Or is this just something I do to appease the germaphobe I live with?

It doesn't really matter, I suppose, because I'll keep doing it. I guess that's just how we speak true love in these parts.

It's the kind of thing you do for a best friend. But now Jesse has a new best friend.

I like her, too, though. Tonight's epiphany: the bigger our family gets, the more best friends I develop.

I wouldn't change a thing about it.

There is a 'corporate ladder'

And I am nowhere near it. But I did just get an office with a big window.

And a pack 'n play.

And onsite daycare. But I am also the daycare, so I guess it's not a huge perk. Except that I get to be a mom (and employee) all day. That part is thrilling (and exhausting...)

On the first day in my new work digs (aka my home), Penelope split her lip open because she insists on playing in this bizarre little basket for her toys, and I didn't have the time to focus on her as much as I should have. It wasn't a great omen.

But I remain optimistic that this new situation is the answer to many prayers. Did you know that sometimes the answers to my prayers might be good, but they're not easy? I'm still working out that second part with the big guy upstairs.

Wish me luck...