Tuesday, March 18, 2008

A day in the life...

I took these last week, but haven't had time to upload an entry. I technically don't have time now either, but I'm at school and I could be doing a plethora of things to finish up the quarter or I can waste time by doing this. I pick this.

I also have an entry brewing in my head about picking daycare, about the state of our lives right now, and how the kids are doing. But that will come later because I haven't thought it out enough yet and I don't have time to do it right now.

Anyhoodle, here are the pictures from my 'day in the life' ... They are more boring this time around (Last time we did it was August of 07) because I am w/o the kids for much of the day, and thus, most of my pics are kidless. But here goes...

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my favorite coffee... I emailed the maker at www.dillanos.com to tell them how much I love their coffee and they sent me two free bags!

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Me. So. Tired.

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Time to get dressed and ready for my date with the Bosu ball and handweights

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Ben waits patiently for lovins.

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coffee is done! (I like it cold)

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Working out while watching John and Kate Plus Eight... good God I look haggard.

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All done and ready for a shower... note the 'wispy' hair on the sides of my head, it won't grow. That hair (and it continues along the bottom of my hairline all the way around the back of my head) grew in when I was pregnant with Seth. I can't put my hair up very easily because it always falls out on the sides. awesome.

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Time to put my face on

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Have I mentioned that I am a bit of a product junkie? this is just my collection of eyeshadow...

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ready for work!

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I never know what kind of mood the boys will be in when I get them up. Some mornings it's my two little sunshines and some mornings it's grumpy and whiney and then there are those mornings where I am ready to knock their heads together and be done with the whole shebang. So I go in armed with a peace offering, milk and cinnamon waffles. It helps more than you know.

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awww, groggy babies

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I like waffles!

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Nolan is first to get changed and dressed

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New Lightning Mcqueen socks!

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It's hard to be 2 1/2 sometimes. (I have no idea why he was so upset here... cannot remember)

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done crying (but still blotchy) and ready for school

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Sethy got new socks too!

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I guess it's hard to be 1 1/2 too.

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Nolan's ready to go, but first we have to stop and get gas.

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Sethy's ready too.

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*sigh* this is going to hurt

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are we done yet mom?

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ouch.

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what I look like driving

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Gotta love the traffic. Thank goodness for the carpool lane!

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First stop at daycare is dropping Sethy off in his class.

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Then Nolan goes to his class!

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Where I park at school because I'm ganster like that. Ok, maybe not gangster, but lazy. Lazy and there is never any parking within a 10 minute walk so screw it.

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Class started at 8:00... as usual I am running a bit behind. (Got a little chatty up at the daycare)

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My neat and tidy workstation

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too bad I'm actually goofing around at flickr instead.

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Time to go to break, the class has emptied out.

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my teacher, taken on the sly of course.

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a few of my classmates

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I leave at 11:30 for work, and here is that house I love again.

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I don't like tunnels

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a quick stop at Aaron's work to park and say hello

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Well Hello!

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It was a tad windy. Why I bother to do my hair sometimes I don't even know.

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Murals on the busway... these bug me. Not sure why.

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En route to work; my busride is a quick one, usually not more than 5-7 minutes.

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underneath the city streets... the bus tunnel

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the upper mezzanine

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thank goodness for escalators

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not where I work, but a way to get to where I work

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first I gotta walk up this hill (doesn't look it, but it's kind of steep)

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Inside the columbia center

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excuse the blurriness, I was trying not to call attention to myself

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another tunnel. This one connects from the columbia center to my work

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my desk

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my stash of non-perishables. I don't usually buy lunch, I like to keep stuff there so I don't spend money.

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can you say shrine?

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my collection of shoes under my desk

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speaking of shoes, these are my new ones. LOVE. THEM.

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and this is what I look like at work

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view from the north side (I think)

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time to go home!

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took this on my way out, not too bad considering it's a reflection, no flash and I had to zoom in.

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now to walk to catch my bus back

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some guy on the bus

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The lady next to me had a good book to read

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on my way home

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Sethy is happy to see me!

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Nolan is reading his book

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this is the reaction I get when I play peek a boo with him behind the fridge door

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Daddy and Nolan are studying about Lightning Mcqueen

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Asa is ready for dinner

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mmm teriyaki chicken and rice!

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Seth ate some and threw his plate off the table. So he was done.

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but not happy about it

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time for a quick bath

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hey what's up there?

*no pics of nolan in the bath because he had a complete meltdown (as he does every night) and I forgot to take pics anyway.*

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night night brother!

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Nolan places his sticker on his chart for brushing his teeth

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MAMA YOOK AT DAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (I will have to take video of this, he screams that every night after he puts his sticker on the chart)

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Sethy is ready for bed

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Nolan is ready for bed too

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and now I get some quality time to myself to surf the web, do homework and balance the checkbook. (I skipped the gym this night)

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