ROBIEWANKENOBIE

this is going to be the most boring journal entry ever, but it is at the request of the lovely ms.j, who i can't deny a gosh darn thing.

i started the day with an early wake-up call from the little rat bastids downstairs. i sent theLeon down to take care of things, but he ended up asleep on the sofa whilst the chilluns romped around. sokay, i think his presence prevented any bloodshed, so it's all good. eventually i gave up on any real sleep and went down to make lunches. the cool thing about my sweetheart mr8? he had gotten the lunchboxes prepped. how sweet is that? i made lunches, urged mr5 to get dressed, hrumphed at the husband and crawled back into bed. i didn't get to catch any more winks, though, due to the rukkus downstairs. it's hard to hold it against the party people when they run upstairs and attack you with hugs and kisses...they are so very grown up these days, i'll take every single hug and kiss i can get.

work was swank. cool crew. lovely customers. somedays it's like playing hostess. also? caffeine can go a long way in perking a girl up (heh. perk.). when i got home i worked on my resume and cover letter and such. i'm sorta kinda thinking that i might sorta kinda want to get mysownsef a real grownup job again. i haven't decided, but i figured i'd at least throw my hat into the ring. oh! and best ever thing? when i called the big bossman about being a reference? he said that he'd be happy to do so, as long as i promised not to leave. i heart him. i mean, seriously, how sweet!

theLeon picked up the kids, and i tried like heck to catch a nap. elusive! eventually mr5 joined me upstairs and we snuggled down. someone called (actually two peopleses), natch, but that was par for the day. i figure i got a good half hour. as long as i get me enough sleep to sleep tonight? ya know, that whole sleep begats sleep thing really works for me...it's all good, sistah.

when mr5 and i headed downstairs, i found that a delightful pair of menfolk had made a polenta cassarole. mr5 and i returned the favor by making them smoothies. yippee! then baths and copious amounts of harry potter and tickling walkie talkie and awesome. now the boys are in bed, and theLeon has returned with leinenkugel berry weiss which i declare a fucking EPIC FAIL OF MASSIVE PROPORTIONS. just sos you know.

now i'm watching some teevee and getting all weepy at the biggest losers and such. heck, everything is making me all we are the world lately and i'm not pregnant so what the heck? dunno. but if you're in need of some kumbaya? head my way, darlins, 'cause i can kumbaya your ass. yup. i'm all about the love. in 2.5 minutes i'm going to head downstairs for the final push. i'm going to prep lunchboxes, clothes, breakfasts...make sure that everyone has shoes. yada yada yada. then i'm going to read some breaking spawn to theLeon and call it a night. might even squeeze in a little *wink*wink*nudge*nudge* say no more?

sos that's about how it goes these days.