Riot and Frolic

11 Good Morning Good Morning

It would make more sense if I had used "A Hard Day's Night," wouldn't it?  But what fun would that be?  Plus, I like this song better.

As promised, I'll give you a run-down of my day.  This seems pretty self-important of me, but I actually took note of all this daily business, so I figure I might as well bore you with the details!

8:33am- Wake up.  Before the children?  Ah, a moment to check my phone then.  A little Facebook and Pinterest to start my day off with a very banal bang.  Note: Banal bang.  I hope you read that correctly.

8:43am- Hear a child.  Time to get going.  Throw on the running clothes, grab Mae Cake and throw her in bed with the G, take a google at ZooZoo and head out the door.

8:55am- Run.  Grrr.

9:13am- Return from the run to prepare breakfast (Waffle Wednesday!), eat breakfast, read the ladies some books, and clean up breakfast.

10:34am- Argue with the G about the upcoming weekend (before we leave for The Cleve; I'm stressed) and feed the baby.

11:00am- Stretch.  My back is killing me!  Continue stretching while talking to my ma on the phone and sorting laundry.  Try my new yoga poses.  I don't do yoga.  I just want to be able to do this.

12:05pm- Put the ladies down for a nap.  Sometimes I feel I do this as much for me as for them.

12:33pm- Make six layer bars and roasted chickpeas.  Drink coffee.  Oh, you haven't had roasted chickpeas?  You're missin' out.  I'll tell you how to make them soon, but here's a hint: you roast… chickpeas.  

1:04pm- Return work emails.  Why do I have these?  I don't really work.

1:28pm- Start packing.  So much stuff.

2:03pm- Get kids ready to drop off the G at work.  This takes a half an hour, no matter what. It's why I can never do anything spontaneously anymore.  

2:33pm- Grocery shop for the trip.  We have a very generous gift certificate to Whole Foods.  If I were single, I would shop here and buy organic and fantastic food.  But I'm not single.  Or rich.  Our awesome GC gets us ten items.  A $5 loaf of bread.  And they don't sell M&Ms.  Who doesn't sell M&Ms?  Health food stores, you say.  But they're low-carb!  They totally qualify as health food.  

3:31pm- Stress eating: granola bar and crackers.  Then mixing of trail mix: peanuts, almonds, raisins, and "milk chocolate gems."  Note: not M&Ms.  Lunch!  Macaroni with pesto, tomatoes, and mozzarella followed by Nutella on graham crackers.  Awesome.

4:15pm- More packing, which leads to the sorting of my dance makeup.  Yes, dance makeup.  Different that regular makeup.  

6:18pm- Get ready to go to the studio.  Last practice before the trip.  A couple of rounds of our dances before Mae Cake has had enough and won't let the G put her down.  

8:13pm- Bathtime.  Constant vigilance for pooping babies.  It's happened a few times.  It's gross.

8:57pm- Start dinner: peanut butter and jelly.  Feed dinner.  Clean dinner off faces.  

9:24pm- Bedtime: have a drink of water, read a book, get a kiss and a hug, talk about plans for tomorrow, blow kiss good night, and leave my bedroom light on for potty trips and "reading."

10:09pm- Dinner for grown-ups with my bestie!  Weirdly-cooked fish, weirdly-cooked acorn squash, and six layer bars.  I was a bit off my game.  

12:14am- Self-tanning.  Dreaded.  But this stuff rocks.

12:43am- Bedtime!