I know...

I know I've been a slacker blogger lately. I definitely don't plan to give up on the blog, just adjusting to a new schedule for now. Things are busy, but good. However, my new schedule doesn't leave a ton of time for blogging. I don't think I should be blogging at work and in the afternoons and early evenings, its all about the family. So that leaves after the kids' bedtime and honestly, after spending the earlier part of the day on the computer, I sometimes don't even pick it up.

I've also been reading a lot more - I've been obsessed with the Hunger Games trilogy and am eagerly reading book 2. Then there's my reality shows...falling woefully behind on those. Such is life.

The kids are still doing cute things. Today Big A said when we walked outside, "It's lovely outside today." Ha. Little A has been in a challenging stage. Although she's adorable and her vocabulary is exploding, she's  having some health issues - we're thinking she may have allergies and she's been asking to go to bed around 6 each night. Of course, once we get her in bed, she promptly gets out, saying she wants to "nuggle" (snuggle) in my bed. We put her back, rinse and repeat. The process is exhausting, and sometimes I just fall into bed when its done. I remember Big A going through a challenging stage around this age, so I'm trying to remain calm and remind myself that this too shall pass.

As for work, its going very well. I enjoy what I'm doing and get along well with my coworkers. I like going in each day, as well as leaving at 2:30! I could actually write quite a lot of funny things about work, but I'm being responsible/cautious and saving that for the lucky few I get to talk to in person on a regular basis. Let's just say that if you watched the show "Community" on TV, you'd have a good insight into my daily life on the job. :-)

In other news, next week I have a birthday that has been casting a shadow on me for the past month. I know its not "old old" but, well, yeah its starting to feel real that I'm an adult. As if my daily life didn't clue me in to this, now I have objective proof. People that are the age I feel think I'm old. If I went to a college bar, I'd be the creepy old person. Our new babysitter is 18 years younger than me. And I realized I've known my oldest friends for 20 years. Woah.

Back to the regularly scheduled programming of my night. Little A is rattling her door trying to get out. J is staring Big A's bedtime routine and she's yelling about something. And I'm debating between another chapter of my book, a reality show or an early bedtime. Ah, this is the life.