My 24 hour pity-party for myself is now over. Let me tell you it was terrific. But today I decided to make a trip to a certain landmark located on my favorite website and he had all the answers to my issues.
I rubbed his belly. He told me I probably won’t die. No, I kid. He is made out of wood and cannot say anything at all.
However, I did do some fun stuff yesterday. Let me tell you about it.
Max had his first day of soccer, meaning soon I get to wear these:
I went to a baseball game, which my Twins lost. But during the hoopla a certain someone thought it would be a great idea to infuse vanilla absolut into my diet coke. I always choose diet at the ballpark, and I hate diet, but it tastes so good in those large plastic cups. Being as I was the driver I had to pour out my lovely souvenir mug and instead suck on cotton candy.
I was so busy I did not have time to drink properly as one in a hissy fit ought to.
There’s always next weekend.
Also, the quitting thing has been such a blast. I think I am going to do it every day.
I didnt make it by yesterday so Im poppin in today to wish you a happy mothers day.
Also, that little gnome/leprechaun thing will now and forever haunt my dreams, thanks for that.
That’s a great picture of Max. It’s so reflective of what a free spirit he is. Everyone is looking one way, Max looks the other. Classic.
Mom Jeans – how awesome for you.
Josh- That’s the Happy Chef. it says so on his head. And he’s very huge.
I have my pc hooked up to my TV and the text on the largest setting so I guess I missed that.
Krissy, you are awesome. I am so glad you are my sister.