Thursday Brain Dump

Helllllloooo, Thursday.  Now that you're here, can you please hurry up and end, because I am over this weekday-work thing. Ok. Thanks. 

Now for some of the things that have been occupying the space between my ears lately:

Kate Spade: I love you. I love your designs with everything in my heart. But your mesh pumps? I can't get behind this. In theory, totes cute. But I don't understand a mesh pump or sling back. If you want breath-ability in your feet, why not just wear sandals? Or a cute wedge or espadrille? Peep toes? Not mesh. Gross.  File also under: It is no longer the 80's.

I need some help. My child does not sleep. Or care for any kind of discipline. I have spent one too many nights with a toddler bouncing off the walls at MIDNIGHT. Like a GREMLIN. And I feel like We have tried everything. No sugar, no chocolate. One nap a day, no nap time after noon, everything. Looks like Little Miss doesn't care for sleep at a reasonable hour (bed time is between 7 and 8, then it's hours of struggling and putting her back in the crib). She also doesn't care for being disciplined when hitting, throwing something, climbing somewhere dangerous or being a general pill.  She is typically pretty decently behaved. But when she doesn't, she throws tantrums, and I am not sure how to handle that situation. Plus, I think I am tired and inadequately prepared with how to deal with that.

I want a new haircut. But I dont' actually WANT to have my hair cut. Advice on how to handle that one? Also, I am a lazy horrible hair styler person. So look, it's in a ponytail. Shocker.

I am in a food rut. My preferred dining options lately have included sliced fruit and cereal. Every meal is breakfast. Not that there is anything wrong with that. Oh, and hard boiled eggs. I can't get enough of them. But who has time to cook them, then wait for them to cool? Not this girl.

Also, I am not pregnant. Cravings for cereal and eggs are completely random.

The Hubs called MIL to see how she was doing with her back injury. She blamed him for the whole thing. As in "if I weren't rushing to see you, this never would have happened."  First of all, if she were coming to spend the day with us, wouldn't you imagine she would take her bath before noon? Secondly, I no longer feel bad for her or her injury after she said that to my husband. What a selfish nitwit. He deserves a much better family. Like mine.

Speaking of mine, someone on all of my family's mind today:  Uncle George. Funniest. Man. You. Ever. Met. Hilarious.  Miss you!

Anything on your mind you want to brain dump today?