*insert image of me sprawled out on the couch, arms and legs dangling in all directions, pressing an ice pack to my head and throwing candy wrappers on the floor*
I'm still recovering from yesterday. I swear someone spiked the Cheerios.
Church was THAT bad.
Don't ask. It's better that way.
Just trust me.
And who's bright idea was it to bless them with such strong lungs?
I fail to see the wisdom. I'm going to need hearing aids by the time I'm thirty.
I think I'll swing by the church tonight to see if I can scrap up some my parental confidence that the kids managed to squish into the upholstery of the pew.
Or maybe that was just cracker crumbs?
*moving ice pack from head to jaw*
My jaw is still popping from Alayna's head-butt during prayer.
At least it wasn't my nose this time.
Okay well... enough of that! It's a gorgeous day today, cool and overcast with a breeze. It's just down-right heavenly so...
*dragging flabby carcass off of couch*
...time to be productive and all that.
Wish me luck.
Oh nuts... WHO SQUISHED THE BLASTED STRAWBERRIES!?!?