Love: How much better I feel since I have been working out the past month. I am so much less stressed and I'm starting to feel stronger.
Hate: I haven't lost a pound and I did something to my foot to make it all achey. I think I need new shoes so yeah! for shopping.
Love: Gizmo is growing like a champ. She is the 50th percentile for height, 75th for head size and off the chart for length. The doctor declared her very healthy.
Hate: She has been Cranky McCrankerson since getting her shots on Thursday.
Love: I am taking Friday off from work.
Hate: I will spend about 5 hours in the car traveling to see family making it yet another weekend where we won't be home together. I am a homebody. I like my house and the ability to get things done. Driving all over the state does not get my laundry or grocery shopping done.
Love: Pretzel nuggets filled with (fake) peanut butter.
Hate: I can't stop eating them.
Love: My Nook.
Hate: The amount of time I have spent trying to borrow books from the library. The software for the computer to do this stinks. Some days it works. Some days it doesn't. I've uninstalled, reinstalled, deauthorized, authorized more times than I would like to count. Judging from the searches for help on forums, I am not the only one. I think it is a plot from Barnes and Noble to keep my book-buying habits up.
Love: When Peanut comes up, grabs my face and whispers "Momma, I love you so much." For no reason, no prompting, just total sweetness.
Hate: She has a new irk about being "stuck" in her car seat. She cried all the way to the sitter's today about being stuck. I tried to explain to her that she needed to be stuck so she would be safe. She really didn't care about my explanation.
Love: Gizmo has been sleeping almost 8 hours straight at night the past few nights.
Hate: Peanut has been getting up earlier and earlier, crawling into bed with us, falling asleep and doing the toddler bed dance that involves lots of kicking and smacking momma and daddy while talking in her sleep.
What are you loving/hating?