A workweek-weekend. And random thoughts.

I worked alot last week and it continued on thru the weekend.

This week is not looking any better.

I am tired.

The kids came with me to work for the afternoon. I was so happy just to hear their little voices talking in the background. I love their little faces.

Tripp's feet were dirty, as were his hands, and I took him in the bathroom and I washed them. I love those little fingers and toes. I know that they will be big fingers and toes soon, so after they were "clean and shiny" (this is what Tripp calls them) I kissed them all.

I think I have told you that in different times in my life, there are certain songs that represent where I am at. For example, at a defining time in my life, Matchbox 20's song "3 a.m." was what I was.

Sometimes, that song comes back to me.

Right now, Taylor Swift is in my head. It is that Cinderella song she sings about Romeo. There is a line in the song that says "don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess" and this is what I concentrate on right now.

When I was pregnant with Emma, it was a Shania Twain song, "Forever and Always."

When I hear these songs, it takes me back to a particular time.
I wonder where I will be next year.