morning musings

it's naptime.
and chloe's in denial about it.

this morning we attempted a morning of errands o' plenty.
{attempted being the key word.}

we busted out my old cds for the trip "into town."
between here & mesa, there are millions of stoplights aka opportunities to be out-of-control a.d.d about switching from cd to cd.
we rocked to a randomly-delightful array of musical snacks that i've decided need to be on my ipod sometime w/in the next 24 hours.


*that thing, lauryn hill {doo-wop}
*that summer {love me some garth}
*all things the cure {acoustic style}
*promise ring {say goodbye good}
*destiny's child {jumpin' jumpin'}
*dashboard confesh {number three over & over}
*collective soul {"sister don't cry, sista don't cry no more, sis-ta-don't-cry-anymore"}
*deanna carter {we danced anyway...}

...and i sang louder than the stereo, probably 90% of the way.
isn't chloe lucky?
i probably should be a good mom & bust out the wee sing silly songs one of these days.
and then my one year old probably wouldn't know the introduction to "drop it like it's hot."
which would probably be a good thing.
{but, too late.}

we made our way to sb-etc. to grab supplies for tonight's beloved relief society scrapbook night that i'm in chig-it-ity charge of...

and that's when specsh decided on our first errand that she wanted to be tired & mildly cranky.
which was enough for me to bag my carwash/drycleaner/oil change plans & go to einsteins to get daddy some breakfast.

so we did just that: got dad his fave shmear.
{and yes, chloe wears this outfit often}

and we took a lil visit to his office, where he was babysitting telemarketers & doing his other office duties before his insurance appointments today.

and then chloe pretended to be him...

and wanted to take a nap in the conference room.

and did a puz while dad ate his bagel {in one bite} apparently.

and then we went home.
because she started screaming.
because she was tired.
and now she won't nap.
isn't it ironic?
don't ya think?
a little tooooooo ironic.
yes, i really do think.
it's like raaaaiiiiiiiinnnnn....

jk.
ANYWHOOOO!!!

in other news:
i can't find my keys.

yes, folks: i'm livin' off the spare.
i'm offering 8 doll-hairs to whoever finds them for me.
{oh, and i've already checked the freezer, the trunk, the front door, the pantry, and the garbage, so don't bother looking in any of those common spots.}

also: who knew that real simple has a family version?
not me.
until now.
and upon discovery, i squealed w/ delight.
{by myself, in walmart, at 1am.}

um, my muscles hurt.
{myron & i are on a qwest for perfect abs.}
and yesterday, the beginner boot camp did me in!
myron's not even sore.
jealousy.

i have a new plant called a pink polka dot plant.
and it is growing like crazy.

so...come to this okay?
it is a bake sale honoring my baby-bffl ashlee adams.
who just got out of the hospital post-surg!!
for more info & ways you can help, click:
here.

purple towels & wash cloths were on clearance @ target last night.
i hit some up for the masta bath.

myron hung my curtain rods!
now if i just knew how to sew...

tonight for dinner, we are having something chicken-ish.
any ideas?

i think chloe's finally out.
time to get busy.

love to all!
{and happy tuesday!}
&
GOD BLESS AMERICA