Tomorrow IS another day..... right??

Have you ever had one of those weekends where it is like the movie Ground Hog's Day, where Bill Murray wakes up everyday and it is the same day? Well that is how this weekend was for me. I am completely wiped out. How can 2 small people have such power over someone who is 3 times their height? At least this week's the new shows started, and tonight the Amazing Race starts which I just love. To me it is the primal competition show. If you show up last... you loose. That simple. No one votes you off, there is no real political strategy behind it. You just have to be smarter and faster than the other teams. I always wondered what E and I would be like on that show. Most likely the couple that is always screaming at each other, because they both think they are smarter than the other. But in my case I am. Okay, maybe not at everything.

And then right after is Desperate Housewives. It has been so long I have forgotten how last seasoned ended, hope they have a refresher, as I haven't had time to study. I made a huge pot of New England Corn Chowda this weekend, and it is still going strong. Was a hit with the 2 little ones, and the dog of course, who cleaned the plates when they wanted more than their stomachs would allow.

Well tomorrow is Monday, and I have my "Parent/child intervention Therapy", and I have a lot to discuss with her. I was complete toast this weekend, and had not so much patience with the boys. It was very hard to remember the parent rules when they are smashing each other with the pumpkin pails I got them for Halloween. Not a lot of labeled praise going on this weekend, or descriptive play for that matter. It was tough, and E is not home until Thursday and he of course will come home and go straight to bed, while I get up and business as usual. Finally the PCI Therapist will get to meet E after all this time. It might help her understand why I am so strung out with the boys. E doesn't do much even when he is home. However, he thinks he does. But I have a couple of meetings I am going to attend at night this week so hopefully I will get a break. I am this years president of my Mothers of Multiples club, and the next meeting is my first in the role.

Well I am going to call it a weekend, I would say day, but it was all one realllyyyyyy lonnnngggg day for me. Kicked. My. Ass.