I visited my sister and brother on Wednesday. I stayed out until almost 1 a.m. That's a pretty late Wednesday night, but it was worth it. My sister and I had a decent visit, and of course, I got to love on my boys.
Jammer has found a new way to complete wrap Aunt Linda around his tiniest finger. He has a new toy with wich he loves to play. It's a disposable camera. He just goes around taking pictures of everything and everyone. Wonder where he gets that from? :p My sister just looked at me like, "Are you seeing this?" I'm just beaming.
Christian decided to initiate Aunt Linda, by peeing on her, not once, but twice... same diaper change. That's not right. I told him that one time was the natural reaction to cold air, a second time was a planned attack. No sooner did I get him back all swaddled up in the knitted blankie that I made him (preen), restoring that wonderful infant smell, he soiled his diaper. This one is devious.
I should have realized that his quiet appearance was merely a cover up.
He is so fair. That child is (so far) blonde haired (fuzzed) and murkey blue eyed, cream colored skin, and born with a round head. Which all the nurses commented on how round his head was, and that he looked like the perfect little C-section babies.
The above sentences are sufficient proof that I am smitten.
I am not amused with the new scheduling at work. It appears that I am about to be screwed when it comes right down to it because of this manager quitting. I have one schedule request. Only one. Sunday nights/ Monday mornings. Meaning, I can open Sunday, I can midshift Sunday. I can Mid Monday and I can close Monday. I request solely not to close sunday night/ open monday mornings. It's the only night that I get to see Mike, and I have to work the next 2 sundays CLOSING. I am not a happy camper. But in the end they don't care. I'm salary, they were only humoring me in the first place, is the way that they will probably see it.
They are digging their ditch. I knew that when i wanted to transfer to Dayton, all I would have to do is give them time and they would give me a reason. They are building quite a substantial reason, and I will appear demure. Then I will take my vacation, and when I return from my vacation... BOOM
Posted by hawkie at July 29, 2005 01:27 PM