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Is It Bed Time Yet?

So this whole week has been, "one of those weeks."  You know the ones I'm talking about.  Where every day is full and there is hardly a moment to breathe.  

Where you run from this to this to that to that.  And then Friday finally rolls around and you think back over the entire week and you can't think of anything you accomplished.

It must be my imagination I was that busy.

However, it wasn't I am lucky enough to be the PTA chick in charge of reflections and they were due to region this week.  You would not believe the paperwork that it involves.  It is crazy.  Not to mention the fact that by moving some kids on and not others you are hurting someone.  That part just plain sucks!

Also, this week I got to go back to work after having a couple of weeks off.  So much fun. However, the lady who does the tiny tots took a couple of weeks off and I am doing them. Which is usually fine but I think that all of these children might be spider monkeys.  I don't think that I have ever had children cling to me as hard.  I have the bruises to prove it.

Which leads me to another reason to loose weight.  Do you have any idea how much it hurts to be grabbed under the arm when you have a whole lot to grab?  OWWW! Besides that I think that my boobs have been pulled out of my suit no less then 10 times this week.  I have actually started wearing a second suit so when the little monkeys pull on the first one I am still covered. SCARY!!

So where was I reflections, work, and life just plain life.  

Al did have a choir concert last night and all I have to say about that is my daughter is a total ham.  

Hope you are having a merry week

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Heather Bowles said…
Boobs, did you say boobs. HEE HEE

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