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so January is continuing... in all of it's lovely glory... friggin' freezin' temps, melancholy, and a desire to get things done... but lacking the energy to accomplish much...

Apparently the melancholy is due to a lack of Vitamin D... or so it seems according to a recent episode of Oprah... there was a wonderful doctor on and women could ask any question they wanted... and they did... all kinds of female question... but one was about how we get so depressed in winter and apparently we just need a Light Box which are readily available?

http://www.oprah.com/tows/pastshows/200710/tows_past_20071016_b5.jhtml

(p.s. how do you put a link there with a different label?)

So the weekend included: getting two kids ready for a birthday party, chauffeuring them to the party, then mall crawling nearby which is something I rarely do as I never get to a mall (I did pick up two cute tops majorly on sale!)

I contemplated a toy box for my youngest child's bedroom as a possible solution to contain the continual mess which requires my perpetual bending over... I realize I can't heft this around the mall alone... so I take a pic with my cell phone and move on.

Then I see a present for my youngest for the next occassion... well she might see it in the car so I whip the cell phone out again and take another pic.

Then I am in the dollar store with some stationery in the cart needed for the office but realize that they don't take debit so snap another pic is taken.

Then a feeding frenzy of ppl over suitcases in Bentley and I browse for the perfect purse makes me wonder what is going on until I see the sales tags and then the sign that says "Buy One, Get 2nd 1/2 off lowest price". Awesome deal! The entire store was on for this!

So then I get the kids from the party, and Liskie's dress is all unravelling at the bottom. They are stoked and excited and the party was still going with 21 kids in attendance. My hat goes off to the mom and dad.

We head back to the mall so the kids can choose suitcases for themselves and of course then pull them themselves as I could not balance it all. Before I pay, Lisk announces she really needs the bathroom, I tell the clerk we will be back and we negotiate the mall for the nearest bathroom... all the while Liskie's dress is trailing along. Once there, I have to hold the poufy party dress up and around her, and the second she finishes peeing she hops down. "Lisk, you drip that way. You have to get dried off while still on there. Now your legs are getting dripped on." Women's laughter erupts from the other stalls. I heave a big sigh as I am exhausted from the running around and the g/d winter. Winter just takes it out of me. So then after the wiping, she hauls her pretty pink pantyhose up and yes, over her poufy dress. So now I explain how you have to ensure that your dress is out and over your panties and pantyhose... and now the entire bathroom again erupts in laughter. Great! I am at least interacting with grown-ups! Although they are not within eyesight... but hey, it is almost a conversation.

As I drive home, with kids giddy from loot bags, Disney's Soundtrack from Enchanted belting out on the speakers and breaking up the occassional bickering over a treat or two, I ask myself... did I get a copy of this job description?

Not a problem I tell myself as I launch into the songs with them at the top of our lungs together. I didn't get a copy but I am signed off for life and 99% of the time, I love every second. or at least it is best to tell myself so... LOL... j/k.