MSN Messenger is the coolest

MSN Messenger has a feature that allows you to switch between regular typing and "handwriting" mode. I once told a coworker how hilarious it is to be innocently talking to someone and then send a handwritten




He immediately got on it like white on rice. I'm not sure why he wasn't working, but Monday yielded the following masterpieces;

Roy Gets His First Lesson On Sharing

... and he doesn't even have a little sister yet!

Missing Sleep

Being a full-time mommy and a full-time employee is hard. Breast-feeding makes it especially hard. Even if Russ conspires to let me sleep in and wakes up early to make a bottle so baby doesn't wake you up, I still wake up because the absolute maximum time I can go between feedings is 8 hours, and that's only if the baby ate especially well right before he went to sleep. Better to just wake up the baby, feed him myself and hope he goes back to sleep so I can. But by the time the baby's done feeding I'm wide awake and hungry, and I've got so much crap to do I can't go back to sleep... I figure I'll take a nap later in the afternoon. And of course, one thing or another conspires to ensure that almost never happens. I figure of two or three hours of sleep I'm losing each night, I manage to make up for maybe three of them on the weekends.

Juggling work and the baby himself isn't a problem. He naps a lot during the early part of the day, and otherwise has enough toys to amuse himself or is content to sit on my lap and watch the screen on the computer. I'll just run music and sing to him and play with his little toes while I'm waiting for scripts to run, and I try to time my conference calls to when he's either napping, or eating. But the lack of sleep means I'm having trouble concentrating by 5 and I'll frequently start to drift off to sleep any time I sit still for more than 5 minutes by 7. Of course, other than feeding the baby, I don't get much time to sit still after 7 - we still haven't had dinner yet, and I frequently end up sacrificing my lunch break to floor time with the kiddo, so I'm starving by 7. The baby doesn't normally go to sleep until 11 - although we start trying by 9 - so there's a couple of hours before I can go to bed and I'm like the walking dead I'm so tired. I've drifted off to sleep sitting upright on the couch while I'm trying to get Roy to go to sleep, only to wake up at 2 in the morning because Roy wakes up again. The other night, Roy kept waking up, and by the time I finally got him down to sleep, I crawled into bed only to have the alarm go off 5 minutes later.

His one year birthday is going to be a much bigger day for me than it is for him, because I'll finally get to wean him. But despite all the whining about wanting sleep, I am getting this in exchange, so it's totally worth it:

Eat your heart out Alicia Bilby!

So, I know this post is all about me, but I'm like totally excited for myself. Yesterday, I ran a mile in 10 minutes and 15 seconds. I finished up my 2 mile run in 22 minutes and 30 seconds. Isn't that good? I totally couldn't breather afterwards and think that I should probably go to a doctor and get another prescription for albuterol, but aside from that, I think I did really good. Also, I am now able to bench press 50 lbs. I started out at 40, so I am improving overall! YAY! And to top it all off, I think that my ass is looking slightly nicer in jeans - although that could just be a reflection of my vanity. Not sure.

On another note, Nick is getting his very first tattoo on August 19th. It will cover 1/2 - 3/4 of his back. It's a satyre and his brother drew it and it looks totally, friggin' awesome! It won't be completely done until later this year though because Nick will have to sit 2 times to get the whole thing since it's so big, but still...I think I'm more excited about it than Nick is. Or at least I express my excitement more. Anywho, CHEERS!!

I'm a sucker for a pretty face!

Some of you may remember an incident that occurred when I was living with Dad. A cute little teenage boy came to the door raising "points" toward a post graduation trip to Europe. I listened to him for ten minutes getting more and more agitated then finally when I could get a word in edgewise said "If I give you $20 bucks will you go away?" So I did and he did and it was awesome, but not cheap.

I did it again. *sigh*

I was eating lunch (a salad with no less then 1000 cals) when someone knocked on my door. Lo and behold it was an incredibly cute little boy. I say little, but he totally hit on me and he was totally legal and I totally could have hit it, but I didn't so let's not go there. Anyway, after telling me how cool I was no less than three times, taking off his shirt, and expressing shock when I revealed I was single, he left with $54.50. Bright side, if it wasn't a complete scam some little kid shacked up at the Children's Hospital in D.C. will be reading a Disney magazine courtesy of me.

-I didn't take a picture of the little salesman, so instead I'm posting one of me and Alison's little brother. Someone who is also totally adorable and too young for me.