I'd like to know what childless sadist invented daylight savings time. Because, for me, going off it doesn't mean an extra hour of sleep. It means an extra hour of entertaining kids. And even though my kids are adorable and fun, they are also exhausting. They are still full of want and need and want and need.
Though I don't think I'll ever tire of gazing at the freckles across my son's cheeks and nose, or the feel of Claire smoothing my hair back from my face with her chubby hands, I do tire of fetching, feeding, and nagging.
But then, I've covered this before on my blog, haven't I? Ad nauseum.
Let's talk about Kettle Corn instead. I posted the recipe here a couple days ago.
And, Imogen Heap, because I'm such a ridiculous fangirl. I just finished watching Everything In Between and loved it. I only let myself turn it on while huffing and puffing on the elliptical, hoping that would motivate me to exercise (it did). How can you not respect someone like her? Someone with such an amazing creative process, who blends music and tech into ethereal genius.
Then there's this: