Wait...What?

I'm an impulsive buyer. I own that title. I embrace it at times. We got rid of the old tube TVs a couple weeks ago that we had up in the kids' room. They didn't work all that great and we needed the room because of the pack n play and the bassinet. A friend of mine pointed me towards a recycling center in our area that I never knew about and poof! old TVs begone. Yay merrily. I looked online at a couple places and decided I needed a new TV tonight . I don't know why I came to that conclusion. You know what I mean. I have my reasons that I discussed with the husband: I wake up with leg cramps at 2 am and can't get back to sleep for a couple hours. Sometimes I just want to lay down and watch a movie that isn't Disney made. When the baby gets here it would be nice to have something to distract me whilst feeding said child at 12, 2, 4 and 6 am. I just wanted a TV in there. I walked into the big name store and made a bee line for the home theatre dept and I just kno...

I think I'm awake. I'm not sure. All I know is that I've got one active, lumpy bumpy baby baking in the belly. I also know that in last two days (in no particular order): I've gone through 6 ginormous totes of toys. Not shocking? I managed to rid us of only 1/2 of one tote . This job takes a few hours to do when you have a 4 yr old taking toys out of here and there and developing a hearing disability every time you ask her to stop. I've loaded about 12 boxes into the van to take to the storage place. Oh those captain's chairs in the van? Yeah those had to come out. Vacuuming the whole van was fun where fun = awkward movements trying not to fall over onto the baby belly while crawling all over the van floor. Aaaand the seats had to go back in. Not as easy as the coming out part. There was a lot of fun had at the Chunky Monkey's party. Happy Birthday Mildred*! The noises that my dictator made in the van on the way home from storage was so much fun to deal with...

I usually wouldn't utter that phrase in regards to being in a store with the children but tonight, it fits. We joined one of those warehouse stores near our place last week and, along with my wicked awesome mother in law, we traipsed out there to check it out. We were there for 2 1/2 hours. It was fun. Until that last 10 minutes. Side note ...When the husband and I went there to sign up, it was the day of our 5 hour long doctor's appt downtown. I hadn't eaten anything at all and was feeling and looking like crap. We go to the store specifically to use the pharmacy (in case it was cheaper than my store - it wasn't) and then decided, what the hell. Sign us up. $50 later and we're getting our photos taken. Wait. What? Photos? No one told me my picture was going to be taken. No no no. This won't do. My face hasn't been washed. My hair. Oh dear Lord. My hair. I did hear the husband ask the kid taking the photo if they had a salon I could use before I stepped in f...