Monday musings

- Big J looked painfully tired when he left for school this morning.  Disheveled hair, rumpled clothes, bleary eyes, the works.  I almost felt a teeny bit guilty when I crawled back into my warm bed after he left.  Almost.

- I don't believe for a minute the diet gurus who tell us that if we just eliminate unhealthy starches and sugar from our diet long enough we will no longer crave them.  I haven't had an unhealthy starch or refined sugar in almost three weeks and if I could have a big bowl of cookie dough right now without any repercussions to my health or waistline I would eat it in a minute. Seriously, yum.

- I don't know if there is anything sweeter than my Pumpkin when she first wakes up in the morning.  When she wraps her arms around my neck and her warm little body snuggles into mine... it's heaven on earth.

- In other news, this "stimulus" package that is about to be foisted on all of us, as well as our children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren, has got me so angry it is almost causing me to forget my vow never to let anything that politicians do cause me any emotional distress.  As a member of a fourth generation family construction business I know full well what happens to government money allocated to "infrastructure."  Garbage.

- Why can't I ever get Pumpkin to preschool on time?  Could it be because I am sitting at the computer fifteen minutes before she is supposed to be at school? 

- Why is it so hard to think of what to fix for dinner every night?

-  I know we won't be having another baby.  We just won't.  And, at the end of the day, it's probably more about missing the two babies I didn't get to raise than it is about wanting another one.