15 Day Challenge, Day 12

Day 12: Bullet your whole day.
 9/28/11

• Lillie woke up at 5, heard her talking on the monitor. I pretend to ignore her in hopes that she'd fall back asleep.
  Success!
• Alarm goes off at 6:05a.m. I hit snooze.
• 6:10. Snooze.
• 6:15. Snoo..never mind, I hear Lillie kicking her crib. Quietly mutter to myself my child has the legs of an ox as I drag myself through the house.
• 7:00. Lillie just said buh-bye to dad, waved and somehow managed to shove a banana in her mouth all at the same time.
  Loudly tell my daughter she is crazy talented. She smiles.
  Yep, she knows it too.
• 7:30. Drop Lillie off at Pap Paw's Daycare. Tell him she studied, but still won't point to her ear in front of Dad when asked.
• 8am-12pm. At work.
  Look at newly installed fish tank, talk to co-workers, answer emails, say hello to facebook, answer phone call from Alfred where he keeps repeating everything I say in a way that is both hilarious and frustrating at the same time.
• 12pm. Work-out. For some reason there's 3 very slim, blonde girls in my locker area while I'm changing talking about Abercrombie & Fitch.
  Totally didn't realize people still shopped there. The large amount of perfume that wafts out of their store when I pass it always causes me to feel slightly nauseated.
  I feel this has confirmed that I am old.
  Sigh.
• 1pm-5pm. Back at work. I carefully place my Doritos on my turkey sandwich and munch away while replying to emails. Look at fish. Look at facebook. Look up. Husband is standing in my doorway waving and looking smug.
  Awesome surprise.
  I show him the fish.
  {After typing this, I realize I have a problem with staring at our aquarium.It's just so damn soothing though.}
  Work.
  {Take break, facebook stalk}
  Work.
  {Take break, update blog}
  Work.
• 5:30. Pick up Lillie. She smiles and claps when she sees me. I feel my heart jump a 100 times with joy. Become slightly annoyed that something so small has such a firm grip on me.
  We visit with the family, talk about Halloween plans and Lillie's birthday. Lillie points to her ear immediately when asked Where's your ear? I get excited to go home and show Dad.
  Maybe tonight will be the night!
• 6pm. Home at last! Dad pulls in right behind us. Lillie and I venture to the mailbox to check the mail. I let her hold it on the way back to the house.
  She immediately throws it on the ground and points at it.
  Yep, mom agrees. Bills suck.
• 6:15pm. Dad gets on the newest edition to our household, a golf cart, {no, neither of us play}to go visit his dad. He tells me why. I don't hear him because I'm repeatedly asking Lillie,
  Where's your ear?
  Where's YOUR ear?
  Where's your EAR?
  WHERE THE HELL IS YOUR EAR?
• 6:20pm. After Dad giving mom a slightly crazy look, Lillie finally does her ear trick. Whether purposefully or accidentally does not matter at this point. She did it.
  Officially the smartest kid ever.
• 7pm. Lillie finished eating her dinner. Watermelon for dessert. Juice is everywhere.
  How is it in her hair?
  Wait. How is it in MY hair? 
• 7:15pm. Bath time! I stick my feet in the water and splash the kid. I can't tell if she likes it or hates it.
  Doesn't matter. I'm doing it anyway.
  Muwhahaha.
• 7:35pm. Try to read Lillie a book. She crawls away and finds small pieces of dirt to eat. I silently think I should take back my officially smartest kid ever.
  Nope, she just did her ear trick again.
  Title of smartest kid is back in her grasp.
  She yawns. Makes me yawn. Sticks fingers in my mouth.I pretend to eat them as I turn out the light and put her in the crib.
• 8pm. Kid in bed. No husband. I sit on the chair and play Words With Friends while chicken finishes defrosting.
• 8:15pm. Don't know what I'm going to do for dinner. I google chicken. Decide to bake it. Preheat oven and look through fridge for things to stuff chicken breasts with.
  Hello, green beans, corn & cream of mushroom.
  Beat chicken flat. Season. Throw ingredients in it. Roll it up. Put it in oven.
  Husband walks in in an awesome mood. 
• 9pm. Best dinner ever. Tell husband I may make a blog about it.
  He says it won't beat our frito pie recipe.
  He's probably right.
• 9:30pm. We finish watching Modern Family. Confirm that it is capital A.Awesome.Alfred puts his arms over his head in a circle and asks me what he's holding.
  It looks ridiculous.
  He looks serious.
  I can't stop laughing.
  Finally, I calm down enough to try to guess.
  All I have is ball.
  This goes on for 20 minutes before he tells me it was nothing. He just wanted to see if I'd actually try to guess.
  We laugh hysterically and realize it's way too late and we need to be in bed.
• 10pm. As Alfred walks into the bedroom I have a pillow in my arms shaped into a circle over my head.
  I feel pretty confident about my hilarity in this.
  He takes one look at me, turns off the light, and hits me with the pillow. Eventually, we manage to fall asleep through the laughter.

And that's a somewhat typical day in my life.