We'll see how long this lasts

So I'm laying here in bed, it's 11:15pm and I know my saint of a child, who usually wakes up at about 7am or later for his father all week, will wake up at 5am on the dot for me tomorrow morning. My reasoning for this is, he loves me more and wants to spend as much time with me as possible, hey, whatever gets me through the sleep deprived day, right? I'm wondering what else I can do with the few moments I have to myself at night, I sewed some drapes for our room (well one, it's a big job and I got bored) because the lovely car lot next door has a big spot light that shines in our bedroom windown right across the pillows where our faces go, lovely I know, I'm actually looking for someone right now who has good aim and a sling shot, maybe we can take care of this little problem. I figure why not start a blog!! great idea right? perfect thing for someone who could never keep a diary because she forgot to write in it every night. I read back in them now and it's a few entries for the first few days and then once a month. Oh well, it's entertaining me tonight anyway.

Let me introduce myself. I'm Allie, mama to the cutest child in the world. Seriously, he is, I've looked. I mean, others come close, but he really is the cat's meow. His name is Aidan and he's the love of my life. I'm also living in sin with my boyfriend (really, I'm too freakin' old to say that)Bill of 5 years, and his daughter Alyssa (6 going on 16) I just went back to work after one glorious year off of work for maternity leave. I now work at CIBC as a mortgage funder. My job is bitter sweet, it's a fast paced, meet the deadlines kind of job, but the best part is, I get to tell off lawyers, AND get paid for it. Sorry, if you're a lawyer and reading this but if my son tells me he want's a career in the mafia I'll be dissapointed but if he says he want's to be a real estate lawyer, he's out of the will. Bill and I just bought our first house too, it's awesome, especially since we've painted and I ripped up the carpets to get rid of the smell of moth balls and geriatrics, it's a 70 year old house, and smelled like it. Even though it's an old house, the previous owner (rest her soul) really took care of the place.

I'm starting to nod off now, so I guess that's my cue. Hopefully I'll be able to keep this thing going and remember to post, if not, see you next month.

Allie