"Is That What You Do All Day?"

Hubby comes home for lunch today and proceeds to sit down on the couch and watch TV. (Side note: he did occupy Ryan with some playtime which was greatly appreciated). I decided to take advantage of hubby being home so I jumped into the shower, got dressed and gave myself a quick manicure. (I think all mom's know that these are impossible things to do when the kids are home).

Then, are you ready for this (???) - hubby looks over and asks, "Is this what you do all day?"

???????

!!!!!!!!!!!

Now I'm sure he was kidding but just to clear things up, here's a rundown of my day:

6:40 am

• woke up self and kids
• got self and kids dressed
• fed self and kids (did not dial neighbor's phone number on microwave this am)
• drove kids and friends to bus stop for camp

7:50am

• stopped at Walmart for thread and break & bake cookies (yum)
• made beds
• altered Ashley's softball jersey so it would fit
• unloaded and reloaded dishwasher
• baked cookies
• swivel swept kitchen floor
• picked up toys
• 3 loads of laundry
• packed up for post lunch trip to pool
• picked up toys
• straightened up the bathrooms
• straightened up the kids rooms
• made Ryan a snack
• picked up toys
• cleaned up Ryan's snack mess
• re-swivel swept the kitchen floor
• unpacked for trip to pool because not sunny out and feels too cold
• picked up toys
• posted on blog
• changed the battery in Ryan's 4-wheeler
• swivel swept grass tracked in by Ryan
• took the garbage out
• answered "What?" to "Moommmyyyyy!!!" 300 times

Noon

• Surprise! Bret's home for lunch
• eat lunch
• shower and dress
• give self quick manincure
• Bret heads back to work

1pm

• Head over to neighbor's house with kids (yes with daiquiris & earlier baked cookies - I'm sure you can see where this is going)
• Hang out/Chase after each other's kids
• Neighbor and I play a rematch of our basketball game of HORSE but changed it to PIG because we've been drinking and are just no good
• Kids ditch us for the backyard
• Give up on looonnngggg game and get the giggles

3pm

• Head home from neighbor's house, zig-zagging through backyard home
• Pop in a Disney movie
• Lay down on couch

5:30pm

• Hubby's home....Lynda's passed out....Ryan's in the leftover cookies.....Ooops - no dinner ready! Sorry, honey!

HA- The morning sounds right, but if only my afternoons could really involve alcohol and a nap.

I'm off to go start that dinner...

Update: For those of you who have called or emailed me calling me a lush - the afternoon section of this post was just a joke...LOL. (We don't crack open the daiquiri bucket until after the kids go to bed at night...