But it's been a while. Like almost a week. How are you all getting along without reports of my antics?
Life is no less crazy than usual. Today I was talking to my mom and she asked what we were doing since Aaron had the day off. I told her about this deal going on at Chic-Fil-A, and that our big plans for today were to take advantage of it. And we laughed. But seriously they had a promotion today that whatever you bought, would print on a blue receipt. You can bring the blue receipt back in anytime between now and Feb something, and get everything on your receipt (third time I typed receipt and I spelled it wrong every single time, thank you spell check) again but FOR FREE! So basically, we got $17.00 worth of food, and next time we go in we will get $17 worth of free food. I mean, seriously, THATS EXCITING! .... and that's the extent of the excitement around here.
Olivia was cute with Abigail at Chic-Fil-A. Abigail had climbed up into the tube things, and there were a bunch of kids running around. I heard Olivia yelling at the other kids, "That's my sister Abigail! No body push her!" And in my head I heard her say, "because that's my job!"... but she didn't really say that. But sometimes she acts like it. Their relationship is so fun to watch develop. I love watching Olivia be the big sister. I also love that Olivia really doesn't remember life without Abigail. They love to snuggle in bed together while Aaron or I tell them a bedtime story. They fight over toys. Abigail copies EVERYTHING Olivia does. Olivia fell down the other day. Abigail stopped what she was doing, and fell to the ground. Just to copy Olivia. I pointed it out to Olivia and she thinks it's fabulous. She kept doing different things so Abigail would copy her. I know it's only a matter of time before we're at the stage where Olivia will be mortally offended that Abigail is copying her and I'll constantly be hearing, "SHE'S COPYING ME!".... so for now I'm soaking up the cuteness.
I have been feeling kind of blah. I think I'm getting sick. I have a scratchy throat. And I just lost steam today. My to-do list this morning was miles long, and I got about 1/4 of it done. It's so hard to not be lazy. Seriously. If I could I think I would lay around all day every day. Thinking of my grandmother motivates me. Seriously, she is like 80 years old and she never stops. I called her the other day when she was snowed in. You would think, you are snowed in at 80 years old, you would be laying around on the couch, reading a book, watching tv or something. Not Nanny. No way. By 10:00 she had scrubbed her bathtub, mopped her floors and was baking cookies. She irons PILLOWCASES and UNDERWEAR. I want to be just like her. Like that whole "shoot for the moon, because even if you miss you'll land among the stars" mentality. If I shoot for being like Nanny... I'll never reach it (because honestly, I have ironed Aaron's SHIRTS like 5 times in the last 5 years, I just don't see myself ironing underwear any time soon) but maybe I'll be a little better. Like I'll start making my bed, or not leaving dishes in the sink overnight. And to all of you who read this to Nanny - edit this post for me, okay? Don't let her know I don't make my bed. And I think she might have a stroke if you let her know I left dishes in the sink. But seriously, I think about it all the time. I just want to be more like her. She is as far from lazy as you can get. How did I end up this way???
So tomorrow I'll evoke my inner Nanny and finish my to-do list. But tonight I'll hop into my unmade bed and leave the dishes in the sink.