where am i?

i took a long hot shower tonight.  i didn't even really need one (meaning i could have held off till tomorrow), but i felt the need to just sit and soak in ultimate heat.  so i did.  then i thought of a funny anecdote to tell tonight (since when i went into the shower, my baby had fallen asleep after ONLY ten minutes of crying- YAY, and my three-year-old was being put to bed by my husband!  Double-Yay!)  
i came out all ready to post and go to sleep early!


but, instead, i came out to my husband huffing out of M's room, and M immediately breaking into screaming crying.  you know, because i finally figured out the baby, now to the preschooler is going to throw me for a loop... i went in to intercede.  she and i ended up fighting.  same story, different channel.  she was exhausted.  she said she was hungry, which pretty much gets us every time (i mean, how can you send your kid to bed hungry?!?)  but, we're  wise to her antics now, hence the fighting.  don't worry, i know she wasn't really hungry, because i offered to bring her wheat thins- she said no, she wanted cookies.  the starving do not turn away crackers, my friends.  she finally fell asleep, whispering that she would get a cookie.  hopefully she dreams of one!


so now, i can't remember where i was.  i have no idea the anecdote i was going to tell.  i can't even remember whether i had intended to start a new book tonight or wait till tomorrow (now i am waiting until tomorrow.)  so... i am going to bed.  because i have nothing else to do (that's a lie, but bed is the best alternative to the laundry, dishes, kitchen, etc. that i need to do...)  and i wish i could remember that story.  because it was much more fun that dealing with bedtimes... AGAIN!