Chicken Nuggets, my Watch, and the Milk Man

I really like the dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets from Costco. Can't get enough. In fact, I had to wipe crumbs from said nuggets off my hands before sitting down to type on my new laptop (early b-day gift from beloved hubby, apparently it is the new "family" computer, but I'll always call it mine).
Anyway, what I really want to blog about is my watch. Today the infamous little gaget decided to start to s-l-o-w-l-y slow down. I thought I had 15 minutes to get Sierra to kindergarten so I finished the vacuuming. Then I glanced at a more reliable time piece and it shouted "Sierra needs to be at school right this very minute!" Arrgghhh. I threw some graham crackers in a bag for her "lunch" (before you feel too bad for her, it is "early release day" so she gets out at 1:15 and I promised if she could survive that long I'd share some dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets with her--which she is currently eating happily) and we jumped in the new Jetta TDI. Adam pre-ordered this car before we knew another baby was going to bless our family and it arrived at the dealership two months sooner than expected. We've had the car for over a week--and even though it is supposed to be the car I now drive--this is the first time I was able to drive it (Adam is a new car hog). Whooo doggie, it is n-i-c-e. We even made it to school in just the nick of time, after I realized I didn't bring along a coat for Sierra on this very cold November day. So I rushed back home to get the coat and Gram stopped to chat on her way to lunch with Jane and Kaia (it was a BIG deal to Kaia to go on this special date and exceeding helpful to me also). I told her that I'm such a ding-bat I took Sierra late to school without a coat. Gram said I could blame it all on being pregnant and she offered to take the coat for me since she was headed that way. Reason #453 why I love living next to Gram.
I was able to get the house almost entirely cleaned up today, read a bit of "Enjoy It!" the book I ordered as a b-day gift to myself which arrived today, and start some bread. I have committed myself to making homemade bread again in order to off set the costs of signing up for a milk man. Well, how could I resist? This guy rings the door bell in the middle of nap time the other day. I wasn't going to answer it because I was still in my pjs (my excuse there? I was learning how to use iMovie and iDVD and had spent the day turning home movies into DVD treasures). But Kaia woke up and started yelling to get the door so we opened it together. I don't know that I've ever met a better salesman. In a matter of minutes he had me convinced that the milk I buy at Costco is nothing better than "white chalk water". He let us try the milk, chocolate milk and the OJ then gifted us a quart of each. It was delicious and I could actually taste all the important enzimes he said were in there, but not in store bought stuff. He got my info, put a fancy Royal Crest Dairy cooler on our porch, handed me an order form with all manner of delicious dairy products I can have delivered every Monday before breakfast, and shook our hands. I took the order form to Costco with me to see how much more it'll cost to have the milk man take care of our dairy desires. If my math is correct (and it probably isn't) I'll be down $5 to $10 per month in the food budget. And I figure I can make that up by making our own sandwich bread, which is better for us anyway (I don't really know that, but if the milk man would have said it, I would have believed him).