the routine

since i've been back from pennsylvania, my weekdays have fallen into a predictable routine:

7am: alarm goes off for work
7:15am: snooze alarm goes off
7:19am: i actually drag myself out of bed. yes, this is late. this is also why i established 'no make-up mondays'... which quickly extended to include the whole week. my coworkers are more shocked at my wearing makeup than not. sad, i know.
8:00am: clock-in for work. oh wait, that's a lie. i'm ALWAYS late. i've NEVER clocked in at 8am.
8:00-1pm: yell at kids to stop running. have babies spit-up on me. avoid being assigned to the toddler room (toystory3 depicted it perfectly). get parents for diaper changes. run into high school people. tell kids to share the wii remotes. tell them again to stop running. get poop on my fingers whenever checking for dirty diapers. countdown the minutes until im off. praise the timeclock gods for our machine running 5 minutes fast.
1:oopm: sweet freedom! followed by lunch & surfing the internet.
2-4pm: optional errand. mandatory nap.
4-6pm: optional baking. dinner.
7-12am: surf the internet. read.
12:30am: ask myself why i'm still awake when i have to wake up for work in less than 7 hrs. hence the mandatory naps.

repeat.repeat.repeat.

of course, i act like i don't like routine, but in all honesty, i live for routine. i hate change. wow: i'm old and boring. moving on.

since my mom and sister are flying home from pennsylvania today (finally! the female majority will be re-established at my house!), i made fruit pizza (hana's fav). i fully intended on posting the recipe and pics except the pics didn't happen. probably because i was too busy eating the sugar cookie dough. anyone else notice that the prepackaged stuff from the refrigerator section is SO MUCH BETTER than homemade? not necessarily baked, just when raw. anyway, lots more baking ventures planned this week, so be on the look-out! also, lindsey is going to be making the first guest appearance on the blog coming up wednesday (not that she knows this yet)... okay: this entry is long enough. and you're bored to tear. adios.