Day 164: Monday Groceries

Today I went to Zumba, despite being exhausted and wanting to do nothing more than go back to sleep.  However, I knew I wouldn't go tomorrow and Wednesday would be the last I could go for a while, so I dragged myself out of bed and got ready.

Class was fine.  I didn't get to teach any routines, but she's slowly adding more.  If she could add at least three new routines each week, then it'd be fine.

I showered when I got home, then fed and played with Eis.  I had a balance from SAMC to deal with, but luckily I called them first, instead of Tricare and they said it was a mistake on their part and there would be no charge.  I then packed up a box for Ty and thought about going to the post office, but didn't want to make multiple trips and I didn't have one box finished, so I decided to hold off on going.

While Mom was on the computer, I did tummy time with Eis on the floor of the office on a blanket and she was fussing around, then rolled over!  I was so pleased with her.  I can't be 100% sure that it wasn't another fluke like last time, but it was still nice to see progress.

Mom eventually went to run some errands, so I got Eis to nap and hang out in her kicker, while I worked on the stockings.  I hand-wrote/painted 34 names, each in a different font, so no two are alike.  I realise the work and effort will most likely be lost on 99% of the guys and the stocking eventually thrown away, despite the hours and hours of work I put in, but I just don't have it in me to do something ugly or half-assed.

I also looked up some fudge recipes to make for the FRG meeting on Wednesday.  I found a peanut butter one and a chocolate one.  I will make them both and pour the chocolate on the peanut butter, so it's layered.  I'm excited to do that tomorrow.  It sounds yummy.  I should email Christine to make sure that we get another email out to families to donate goodies for our Christmas boxes.

Eis has been very vocal, screamy, and awake this evening.  She's tired, but loves to fight it.  I just wish she would go to sleep and not in the swing.