just an ordinary day

Today has been a very ordinary day. I like ordinary days. There are no cute pictures of halloween costumes, nor major milestones to report on Ollie. I thought I would do something different this post, and just write about my lovely day. Besides, I've been itching to move past my Halloween post, kind of like how you must clean up Christmas decorations once New Years rolls around, or you feel like you are going to vomit, you are so over it. So here goes. I slept in till 9 this morning, as I do every saturday. I stayed up late last night watching Heros with John. He busted out the popcorn maker and we had ourselves a little party. I know you abandoned Heros, Sara, because you thought last season ended so lame. And indeed it was lame.However, I am completely hooked on Claire Bennet and Peter Petrelli. And last episode was the BEST EVER(even Stein agreed).
Then Natasha called around 9:05, to see if I wanted to go to Strawberry Patches but I had to go to Joanns instead. On the way there, I got a phone call from Ellie and we set up a day for our Christmas photo shoot. I am so excited I can hardly stand it!

While in Joanns, Ollie was smiling and laughing non-stop. That was a first. All of my boys act up the instant I step into a fabric store. I got some fabric to make the trim for Sara's imaginary girl blanky. You're probably thinking, she's still working on that silly blanky? I am a bit pokey now that I have 3 boys, and everything ends up getting done in phases. Don't worry though, if Sara has a boy, my sister offered to take the blanky -- It will have a good home with her 4 girls.Then I scooted(well crawled) over the mall to Sephora for my make-up.

It was a total mob scene in the parking lot, with every truck blasting gangsta music. I actually felt nervous, but plunged ahead because I am out of my Bare Escentuals Fairly Light, and figured it was worth risking my life over. Did you know they have a Bare Escentuals color called "Fair" that is actually lighter than Fairly Light? The lady said I could only pull it off if I mixed it with my other colors.

When I got home, John and the boys were crushing water bottles and cans he collected at school. John was unscrewing the lids and dumping the backwash onto my lawn, while the boys were dancing on the cans to crush them. Even though they wore boots and gloves, I am still so grossed out, I am shuddering even thinking about it. I think it is just Y-u-c-k-o. Am I the only one who thinks that? Should I make John stop this nonsense?

During dinner, I spilled corn everywhere, almost broke a glass, and spilled my coke twice, and I'm not even pregnant. Well, John is playing the guitar for Ollie and and the boys are playing imaginary tubas made of string. I cannot miss this orchestra, so I will sign off.