It's possible I have ADD. This is not a joke. It is funny, though.
In light of this most enlightening information I am going to show you just how my mind operates most days.
I have been wanting to tell someone for days now that the laundry pile on my bed is three times bigger than my person. This cannot be normal, or right. I think I have a virus that is incurable, a virus that disallows me to fold and put away my clean clothes and linens. I mean, seriously! How hard is it to put towels away?!
I think my kids ate pizza 12 times this week. I'm not sure how that is possible, especially considering I have two weeks worth of meals planned and I went to Sam's last week. Twice.
I let my kids color on some old chargers that have gotten water stained or something. They were totally into that.
And while Eliana did doodle on one for a while, she chose instead to focus on coloring the paper under her charger that was protecting the table from permanent marker...
So, I have a child that will choose to color on paper instead of random household objects when said household objects are freely given to her on which to color.
And don't you think it was clever of me to protect my table from permanent marker? I wouldn't want something bad to happen, like this...
Again.
When you live in this house, you learn that some are mighty...
and those who aren't? Well, they are the fallen...
Unfortunately, I'm not certain that you can count on being either one or the other in any consistent way. This could easily lead to problems, and high medical and/or psychiatric bills.
Hey! Speaking of medical bills, I took Michaela on an unexpected adventure this afternoon, to the walk-in clinic.
Christian helped her to the car. What a gentleman!
She had a wound. It gave me the heebie-jeebies. And now I'm going to show it to you, because she is still young enough that she doesn't care if I take pictures of her gory leg and put it on the blog...
In fact, she loves it when I put her on this blog...
It cleaned up pretty well...
And required no stitches (which greatly relieved us all)...
"X" marks the spot.
Eliana picked out a birthday present with a gift card she received; she chose two coloring books. She could have been a little more extravagant, but she went with simple. I like it.
At least six times a day I walk into a room but I don't know why I'm there. I leave the computer to go do something in the kitchen; I walk into the kitchen and realize I need to start a load of laundry; I start a load of laundry and then I have to pee; I go to the bathroom and then sit down on the couch. A few minutes later I realize that I never did the thing I went into the kitchen for in the first place. What was that anyway? Get Eliana a drink? Start dinner? Sometimes I remember. Sometimes I don't. We usually end up eating at some point.
I think in tweets, although I never post any. It's too hard, and I can't remember my sign-in info. What is very funny is that every now and then someone will start following me on Twitter. I'm not going anywhere, but I have several followers!
Did I mention how much laundry is on my bed? I really ought to go fold it. And put it away. I don't have another place to sleep tonight seeing as how Christian is on the couch. Why? Because I told him (after a conversation/debate on where he would sleep) I didn't care where he slept as long as it wasn't in Michaela's bed (what with her injury and it's a twin and...he has a double bed and all). And when I asked him what he was doing on the couch he quickly and gladly informed me,"You said you didn't care where I slept as long as it wasn't in Michaela's bed!" What a good listener!
My kids are such good listeners they even remember the things I don't say. Like, they could have an extra dessert, or that play-date, or the Lego set that they really want.
Laundry!
I started the kids' Halloween Fall Fun Fest costumes. It's going to be a fun one, folks! I don't know if I should show the project as I go along, or surprise everyone at the end. Hmmm. Undecided.
The Princess Bride!
Laundry!
Worship was great today...my kids were good for the whole thing. Christian was clapping and singing some of the worship music! Wait. Say what? He was enjoying being at worship? And stayed, happily, for the entire service? That lasted an extra fifteen minutes because the guest preacher went way over? Smiling, even.
Joy!
LAUNDRY!
Still joy!
This post has been brought to you by the letter "O". Or the number "0".
What do you think? "O"? Or "0"? Important questions, people. Important!
And, Dandy, if you ever come back by and read this...I saw the above on our sidewalk the other day, thought of one of your recent posts and was inspired to take a picture and use it in my post this way. The weirdness of this letter/number delighted me. And made me think of you and smile. (I clapped on the inside!)
Monday, October 11, 2010 at 9:08PM 
