Monday has never felt so much like Saturday…

Is it Monday?  I can’t tell.  Why…?  Maybe because this is my 8th day of work in a row…!  That’s right.  Monday through Friday…then a work event on Saturday (meaning I was at work from 6:30 am until 2:00 pm), and another work event on Sunday – working from 9:45 until 4:00 pm…and here I am…back at work on Monday.  It feels really like it should be Saturday…I don’t get one of those for another FIVE WHOLE DAYS!

Just to help a little, I picked up a ham cheese baguette from Euro Pane along with a large coffee this morning…delicious…and necessary.  Now if I could just stop yawning.

Happy Monday!

Baby Chicks!

I work at a school…my office happens to be right next to the kindergarten classrooms.  Each spring, the kindergarten gets a chance to watch baby chicks hatch out of their eggs and grow for a week.  I love this activity.  Who doesn’t love the chance to see brand spanking new tiny fluffy chicks! I snapped a few photos on the old iphone – so not the best visually…but I had to share!

This little guy had just hatched in the incubator and was a little exhausted, taking a quick break before trying again to stand up.

He (or she) was the first to hatch and chirped very loudly as there was no one else to huddle together with.

I overheard some great comments made by the kinders including:

“look, they’re falling in love with each other and snuggling”

“Everyone’s here this morning, Jason’s mom, and Derek’s mom, and a amissions person” (me)

I think in another life…I could teach Kindergarten…they’re always entertaining.

High Hopes

Cleo looking comfy and bundled

I had high hopes for this week…hoping I wouldn’t be at work as late in the evenings; hoping we were able to get some chores done in the evenings and hoping we might actually have a chance to be social during the week.  But, alas, this is not the case…and it is ONLY Tuesday!  Here is how our week really started…

Sunday night, we had some friends over to watch the Vikings game…we all know how that ended.  The vikings were cheated with some bad calls and in sudden death overtime…they’re chance at a Superbowl win was ruined!  So we tidied up and went to bed at the reasonable hour of 10:30 pm.  I awoke at what I thought was about 5:30 in the morning…to the sounds of Woody horribly and violently ill in the bathroom.  It was actually 1:14 am.  This continued for the rest of the night/early morning.  First, I worried that perhaps something I had served was either off, bad, or full of unspeakable bacteria and that we had a possible case or cases of food poisoning on my hands.  Turns out that not only did Woody spend most of the night on the bathroom floor…so did at least 5 of our friends or friend’s babies.  A nasty stomach bug had spread to everyone while we were actually enjoying the weekend at birthday party.

Woody and Tom

Liz and baby Rhea

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How big is Rhea...? Sooooo Big!

Woody is on the mend today and was back at work…but with the wrench thrown into our Monday morning…it was a hell of a way to start the week.  I took Cleo to dog daycare for the day so Woody could rest and Cleo could get all tuckered out…which meant that I would have to leave work by 6:45 in order to pick her up.  This may not seem like a bonus…but since I’ve been working an obscene amount of hours…this was a good night.

I also have to admit that in the Fischer house…it is still technically Christmas.  I hate to admit this…the tree is still up.  So we’re working on things.  Feeling healthy, working a little less, cooking a few more nights a week than we have been, taking Cleo on longer walks, and not falling behind on things around the house.  I guess I still have high hopes…they were just pushed back a few days.

Christmas in January...still