Since I am such a giver and in a sharing mood....
Prepare yourself for the best Random Tuesday post ever!!!
We had spaghetti for dinner last night. I ate the other half of a loaf of garlic bread for breakfast.
Every time I get out a paper plate, I can't help but fan myself with it.
I came into the kitchen to get some advil for my headache. Which reminded me of my ulcer, which reminded me to take my prevacid, which I did with a full glass of water like a good girl. 20 mins later, I went back to the kitchen to get some advil for my headache, because I got distracted the first time.
I love mayonaise. I eat cheese sandwiches because it's a reason to eat mayonaise.
I don't like soda. The bubbles irritate me. It is a very rare occasion if you see me drinking it. Like if there was nothing else. But I really like beer. Those bubbles don't bother me a bit.
I can't wait for school to start. Not that I don't love my kids, or even the little girl I babysit. It's just that I am sick of being stuck with them all.freaking.day!
I don't argue with someone unless I know I'm right. And if I can't convince you that your wrong, then I will simply let it go. Why? Knowing I'm right is enough for me. I feel like if I can't point you in the right direction, then your a moron, and there is probably no hope for you anyway.
I got my tubes tied without asking my husband. If he wasn't going to help with babies, then he didn't get an opinion on the matter.
I have lots of funny stories that I want to tell you guys. But I can't ever remember what I was going to write about when I sit down to write.
Do you ever have a hard time dragging your self out of the clutches of sleep? Say when you hear an odd noise in the house in the middle of the night. Yeah, so does Sexy Papa.
My oldest, DQ, left yesterday morning to spend 5 days in D.C. with my Mom. Is it bad that I consider that a mini-vacation for me?
I love shopping. It really makes me feel better. I don't think it's about spending money. I think it's more about having alone time. Because I don't love it so much when someone else is with me.
Hows this for random? A pile of denim.
What do you see?
How about now?
This one is a little easier to make out.
Because when I see a pile of squares, I see something cool.
Like repurposed denim stockings!
I had so much fun making these. And really, that's what it's all about. Enjoyment.
OK, that'll do it for me today. Get in on the action... Go see The Un-Mom and play along.