July 9, 2009. I'm off of work for a month, so I'm playing the role of domestic goddess at the moment...
Wake up (I was actually up about 15 minutes earlier than this, but was tidying the bedroom and forgot to take the picture):
Bathroom:
Laugh at the dogs playing on the bed (Zuul is the pekingese, Brodie is the bichon):
Not high quality belly shot of me before showering, putting contacts, getting dressed, etc.:
Let the dogs out:
Check e-mail and JM real quick:
Make breakfast:
Do dishes:
Vacuum nursery (that I painted the day prior):
Watch a cooking show on Food Network:
Do three loads of laundry:
Make lunch for Jer and myself:

(I'm usually healthier than Noodles N Sauce, but we need to go grocery shopping and it's slim pickings right now).
Hang pants and delicates on the clothes line (yes, I have a clothes line!

I bought it for my cloth diapers, but use it for a few other things as well):
Fold other laundry that came out of the dryer:
Preheat oven for dinner:

(man is that dial dirty! I never even realized!)
Get dinner in oven (leftover beef enchiladas from a few days earlier):

(mmmm... cold enchiladas

)
Put away laundry while dinner is cooking/before Jer gets home from work:
Kick my feet up and watch half of another cooking show on Food Network:
Jer got home... Dinner is ready!:

(Again, not the healthiest meal in the world - I wish I would've done this on a day where I didn't eat so much cheese, hahaha).
We put the crib together!!!!!
We then watched TV for about an hour or so... At 9:12 we went upstairs for bed, at which time I read, we talked, and Jer felt the baby move for awhile. Sorry, no pictures of any of that. Jer probably would've been like "***?!"
I actually went to bed at 10:08 p.m. Yes, I looked.