Unexplored Territory

Thursday, February 01, 2007

To 13 or not to 13

Trying to decide if I wanted to 13 this morning. Guess I have decided that I don't. I just don't feel like it this am. I have work in my queue that needs tending to and Ace is taking off out of town tomorrow night, leaving me to be the sole caregiver and I STILL have a lot of work left to do. Plus .. I have a final to write for tonight ... and yeah. Too much stuff, too little time.

But I did get a hat knit for my nephew and it is darn cute. Sorry ... no picture of it yet. My sister called me a snot for getting it done in two hours. She started it and then didn't understand double-pointed needles. Oh well...

So now I am off to summarize a case or two. Or 20. And write a final.

Maybe there will be something more interesting later today. Maybe not.

1 Comments:

Anonymous said...: I hope you get all your work done and have some time to relax with the kiddos before Ace gets home. I always enjoyed that. Solo quiet time with the kids rocks.

No TT for me today either. I have a kickin' one all ready to go that I am dying to post, but my blog is having error issues. Gee, thanks blogger...NOT!

So I guess I'll hold onto this one for next week and if blogger ever gets working, I'll post something else.; 11:19 AM

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I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.

The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.

The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.

The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.

The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.