Teleportation. Where are we on that?

Because I totally could have used it today.  No, seriously.  Here's a run-down of what I've done today:

5:15 am ~ Holdeezy wakes and wants to nurse.  By the time the nursing session is over - my brain is no longer sleeping and I know that there are only 30 minutes until my alarm goes off.  I forgo the bed and instead spend the next 30 minutes getting about halfway through this book:

It's pretty good.  Not quite as good as "The Year of Living Bibically",
but that is because I'm not the biggest fan of essays or short stories.
I like becoming invested in my plot, and you just can't when they're only 20 pages long.
His wife does tell him to eff off.  Which, like in the last book, I find hilarious. 

6:00 am ~ Shower.  I tried to shave, but it was too cold and I shaved off two strips of goose-pimples before I called it quits.  I'll take a bath and crank the shower tunes in order to relax for tomorrow.

6:45am ~ Drive Mark to Reagan National, to pick up the rental car for the day.  [We only own one car]
Drop Hubband off, head straight back down 95 for soccer pictures.

8:15 am ~ Show up at soccer pictures, only to realize I don't have my wallet and the Hubs is still en route with his.  So, I have to scramble to figure out how to get Kenny's pictures taken and paid for so they won't be "voided".  I don't need to add to the "middle child complex" he's already developing. 


9:00 am ~ B-rox and Hubband show up.  Hubband takes receipt of Kenny and heads off to his game.  (9:30)  I wait around while the CF that is team pictures goes on.

10:00 am ~ Holdeezy, B-rox and I head over to watch Kenny's game.

10:45 am ~ Kenny's game is over and it's freezing out.  So Hubs and B-rox stick around for B's game at

11:00 am ~  while I take the other two to Starbucks for hot chocolate and then home to rest.

12:15 pm ~ B-rox and Hubband show up.  Feed children.

1:00 pm ~ Load everyone back up in the car and drive the 24ish miles to National Harbor for Race Packet Pick-up.  Everyone conks out on the way. Not me, obviously.  If I had, I probably wouldn't be blogging about it. 


3:00 pm ~ Back home. Time for some mac 'n' cheese and let the kids finish nap time.  And start this post. 


?:00 pm ~ Head out to the Nike/Under Armor/Sports Authority outlet for some running tights.  Some SCHMO told me, up until this morning, that the weather would be sunny and 60.  Well, folks, it's not.  At. All.  So now I have to cover my legs.  Because cold skin covering jiggly fat pockets (pretty picture, right?) stings after a while and I don't need distractions during my 13.1 tomorrow morning.

So, now I'm off.  To clean up Mac 'n' Cheese and go get running tights.  That aren't orange.  Therefore, not nearly as cool as my orange checkered shorts I was going to wear.