Sleep

I want her to sleep like this all night.

ZZZzzzzzzz needed

My sleep has been disrupted to the point I'm not sure I should be allowed to drive. Annie has developed a new sleep schedule that involves waking me for 2-3 hours in the middle of the night. I foolishly didn't think it was effecting me that much until I put the garbage down the laundry shoot and the dirty socks in the trash can. I tried napping but it doesn't seem to be working. I just wake up more tired than when I went to sleep.

Kittens and Yoga

As part of my long standing battle for sanity I have started back at Yoga. It has been a bitter sweet reunion. So has figuring out when I can go, and what to do with Annie while I'm there. I've been fighting to at least make it to the Monday night class every week.
Tonight while I was at yoga, Annie got to go to her Pat's house. Annie loves going there. Why you ask? Give my daughter two hyper kittens, a bin full of Polly pockets and couple teenagers to hang out with and you will never get her to leave.
She was fast asleep as soon as we pulled out the driveway. What I loved is that while sleeping she's chanting over and over again. "I like the Grey kitty, I like both kitties."

Annie first Snow Day!

I know I haven't been posting lately, but this should more than make up for it. This took me ALL day yesterday (minus the time I spent baking, sledding, and napping)

Feathers

I'm not really sure how many hours this actually took me, but it's somewhere upwards of 50+ hours. I will most likely not be attempting this again any time soon. At least the result is a super soft feather pillow that will hopefully last FOREVER. Just to warn everyone if Annie ends up allergic to feathers I may cry (for a very long time). This project consumed me for the two weeks before Christmas until today. I am so glad it's done. Sorry for lack of posting, but I was dequilling feathers.

the secret kleenex

It seems that Sadie has been hiding Kleenex with secret codes written on it all over my house. I have found them hidden in books, tucked under pillows, in coats pockets, inside a DVD case, and my favorite wrapped around a fork stuck back in the silverware drawer. I love Sadie's randomness, and I hope to one day crack the code.

like mother like daughter

Annie had her first recital Thursday. I was so excited. She was not. I'm really sad to report that Annie has inherited my very awkward stage presence. It's a mix of stage fright and the inability to make a normal facial expression when standing in front of people. It's bad enough we're scared to death, why must we add the awkward stance and the strange face. I can't say I'm surprised I've been that way my whole life. Why should I expect different from Annie. I guess I was just hoping she'd be better than me.