Tuesday...posing as Monday

You know how you feel when you can tell the weather's about to change (again), but it's just not there yet?  Enter allergies and what could possibly be the beginning of bronchitis.  Oh joy.  I got so good at having bronchitis as a teenager, I could tell my doctor I had it prior to him listening to my crackles.  In fact, my old family doctor can listen to me cough over the phone and call in antibiotics.  I'm THAT good at bronchitis.

Today seriously just seemed like the longest day ever, and I know I have it easy.  I just wanted to get home, and go pick up my boys.  That's all.  The commute home, even at 2:00 in the afternoon, seemed to take forever.  Of course, I didn't just go straight home...  I had to find a curtain rod for my bedroom so my mom could come over tonight and help me hang curtains.  Then, I had to go to Cosco and sign up for a membership so I could get B the beef jerky he likes the most.

Here's the deal with B: He used to LOVE turkey sandwiches, especially from Subway.  I guess he got tired of them, because now he typically refuses turkey unless it's "Thanksgiving" turkey.  He has recently become a really picky eater, to the point where he doesn't want any kind of meat of protein for lunch.  He's allergic to nuts, so peanut butter is out, and he only likes one type of "B" butter, which I can't find anywhere.  I don't even know what it's called, just what the label looks like.  And when I say he likes it, I mean he claims to like it, then only eats small amounts.  I think just having it around is the majority of the appeal.

Anyway, his stepmother and I are trying to collaborate to figure out what we could possibly send him to eat in his lunch that is both delicious (his requirement) and includes protein/nutrition (our requirement).  He's taken beef jerky in his lunch from time to time, so I thought we'd give it a try.  Here's hoping it works...  The boy would live on grapes, strawberries, and baby carrots if we'd let him, and I'm thrilled he likes to eat healthy food, but the boy's a string bean.  He needs some MEAT!

N is my good eater.  He's a brave soul.  His dad has taught him to try anything once, and for the most part, N will.  If he smells it ahead of time, sometimes he backs out, but for the most part he's game for almost anything.  We were talking about random things we could put in lunches for school because B's lunch is at the ridiculously early hour of 10:30 and N's isn't until 1:00.  I jokingly said I should start sending B breakfast for lunch, and N requested breakfast burritos in his lunch tomorrow.  I've created two monsters!

I promise today is Monday 2.0 for me, and I can't think of anything I'd rather do than go to bed right this minute...as soon as I finish the laundry.  Being the only grown-up in the house is such a joy.  Actually, it is!

Aubs