I have been a complete and total witch lately. I’m going to blame it on PMS, this time. But don’t you blame it on PMS!
So, I’m going to try to look on the bright side. Although, I’m more of a ‘nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition’ sort of person (I might have mentioned that before.)
Today I had this waiting for me to fold:
It’s three loads of laundry. I have a fourth load already folded, but not put away. I’m trying not to have a panic attack about this much laundry to fold and put away.
I just need to breathe.
Think happy thoughts, happy thoughts. I need to think about a happy place. Hmm. . .
Last night I got my hair colored and a pedicure.
Luckily, I had this appointment scheduled because I needed a few hours away. That Sangria was the closest thing to a vacation to Spain as I think I’m going to get.
Yesterday, D decided he was going to help me by changing his own poopy diaper. I’m going to spare you the gory details. The bright side of that? He wanted to help me out.
Oh, Oh. This weekend Hubby and I are going to the city to see The Sexy Liberal Show with Stephanie Miller and her mooks. We are super excited. Useless tidbit of information for you: Hubby and I met at a “Drinking Liberally” meetup right after Kerry lost. Here is another useless tidbit: I was a Howard Dean girl.
Have a great weekend!