Catching UP!

Sorry folks! I couldn't finish Monday's post yesterday BECAUSE ...  I was electrocuted. Seriously, I was. My power cord to my mac has been doing funny things, but yesterday! I was plugging it in and out of the outlet came a big ZAP and yowzas! I was on the floor, dizzy as a dugout. What? Yep. good thing Danika was in her high chair. The good thing that came out of that? After several weeks of being stubborn, I finally hopped on the treadmill and ran 3 miles, no issue! LOVE that! Maybe I just need a little electricity in my life to get moving. Forget coffee. 

So, Dani woke me up at 7 again this morning. Quite early, if you ask me, after a FREAKING 2am wake up just "to play." My lovely daughter. She had a blast, I had very irritated feelings. Well, we lolligagged, ate breakfast, read books, played on the floor. Until I looked up and saw on the microwave... 8:29! YAAAAAH! What?! An hour and a half goes by much quicker when you're not looking at the clock. 

Why is that important? Um, because. I was supposed to be out of the house by 845. Remember that green chili frittata? Yep. people were waiting on that. Forget the shower, or even clean clothes. I brushed my teeth, slapped a hankercheif on my head, a clean diaper on her and out the door we went. We had to turn around 4 minutes later for the frittata. Dang it. 

We both enjoyed our time at MOPS. there was a great speaker lady. She talked about something. Rest, I think. Hmmm. Those inspirational talkers must do it for themselvs because there just really isnt any practicality in them. Dani was SO tired after MOPS, so I made her eat lunch so she would hopefully take a long nap. She did. 27 minutes. YEEEEEES! 

I finally got that shower and blow dried hair! Check! Check! Two things off the list! Off we went again - to the mall. To replace that daggon power cord. There was a gay guy who helped me - super nice! Super intuitive. Before I left, he says "There ya go! Check that off your to do list!" I replied "You can tell I have a to do list?" He gives me a pitiful look ... "Oh honey. Absolutely. You look a little stressed." Yikes. I had to purchase a pumpkin spice latte to combat that stressed out look. 

We head home, stopping at the post office. Dani had a snack before her hopefully next long nap ... 18 minutes! I'm on a roll! During that time I managed to plan my private childbirth class agenda for tonight. I heated up that leftover macaroni and cheese? Only to hear Danika crying, which continued until I let her eat nearly my entire bowl of macaroni and cheese. So much for dinner. 

Daddy walked in just in time to hear Danika's new trick. Before I share ... I am a LADY and rarely do this. But I farted. And Danika's respones to that? She blows raspberries. Yep, she now imitates farts. My daughter, folks. Love it. 

I headed off to my childbirth class and left my farting through her mouth daughter in the hands of Nate. Who I'm sure taught her how to fart through her nose.