Dear Mother,

I feel badly writing you this letter, but you get on my nerves sometimes and you don't stop talking (or smoking) long enough for me to tell you so.
Thank you for coming over to spend a few days with Pants and me while Shane is out of town. No, it is not alright if you sleep in the same room with the baby--your snoring will wake him up. But you didn't listen to me and he woke up. A lot. Um, thanks?
Sure, I will go and buy cleaning supplies so that you can clean the kitchen and the bathroom--even though it makes me feel like you think my house is dirty. Whatev.
And finally, Mom, my in-laws are coming into town this weekend. And you know that the family is getting together with them to hang out. No, I don't want a chocolate sheet cake or a store bought cake. I would NEVER hear the end of it. I just want you to make what I ask you to make!
Okay. I feel better now.
Hugs and kisses,
Your Daughter

Drinking tea is not easy...

All I want to do is drink a glass of iced tea. I want to sit and surf the internet while I am drinking said tea. I want to relax and just wind down. But, alas, something is preventing me from my cup of bliss. It's called: Life.

See, I have a almost 8 month old baby. He's getting new teeth so his sleep patterns are unpredictable. He just slept for 30 minutes. Yeah, I thought he was down for the night. Nope. I just put him down again--maybe I will be lucky this time. But who could be upset when you see a goofy face like this:

Um, I also have laundry to do, a kitchen to clean, sleep to catch up on, lesson plans that I should be doing, a house to clean for my in-laws' visit this weekend...the list goes on. These are all things that I should be doing and not things that I want to be doing.

"Want" is no longer a word in my vocabulary. No more selfish wants. I am okay with that...as long as it doesn't interfere with my tea drinking. ;-P