Awkward

What a cluster fuck today was! One of the boys was sick....and since we have them this week, we have to make arrangements to watch him during the day. Since we both work, it turns out to be a juggling act to try and create coverage. Not to mention that we had to tour a possible Middle School, I started a new consulting project, met with another client, worked with my third client, and am now after cooking dinner, trying to lay out my catalog for my company.

I made pot roast for the first time today. Yup! Pretty awesome, and the best part is that it was awesome! I did the pour a dry onion mix on it and two cokes around it and then cooked it in a crock pot for 8 hours. Viola.....fucking betty crocker!

Heres the good and bad for the day. Good, I really can juggle alot of shit at the same time. Bad....most of the outcome is shit. Haha, when you juggle shit, you end up producing shit. Ironic. Anyhow, at the school tour today, the boys mom went. Obviously. I have a hard time spending over an hour or 3 minutes with her and not comparing us. My fiancee was there, and he is really good about trying to not make it awckward, but I still feel weird. She has had three kids (two with my fiancee and one with her new partner) and she is like a size 0. WTF! Her hips are the diameter of one of my legs. She's pretty in her own way, and I would say other things, but she may one day read this so no. The thing is.....I can't help but be a bit weirded out by it. Should I just truck along as if nothing bothers me? Or should I vent in some sort of a bitchy way and start and argument with my fiancee for no reason. Honestly I think I will do the first. The reason? Because I am writing this, and in some small way I feel like I am getting the shit off my chest. OH YEA speaking of chests! She has a boob job that my fiancee paid for when they were married. She is skinny as a rail and has huge boobs. Anyone can tell that they are not real from her overall frame, but still it bothers me. I have two little craters that look like dimples or a space that someone used an ice cream scoop on. Indentions. Little boy nipples. Nothing. Nada. There are moobs bigger than mine. Enough about moobs......Im fine. My little teeny tiny dents and I have nothing to be ashamed of. Right?

Ok, off to work on my catalog layout (and have another glass of red wine)so that I can get started first thing in the AM with other peoples projects.