A piece of string made its way into my oven, turning it into a machine for emitting smoke.
I have a problem tooth that is about to turn into a dental misadventure form hell.
On Thursday, I went to pick C up from daycare after a down-the-leg-into-the-shoes poop blow-out. While I was standing there he tripped and cut his head badly enough to require a trip to the ER for stitches. It took four hours. Meanwhile, he’s still having lingering poop issues related to a stomach bug we all got a week ago.
I brought a work project home for the weekend only to discover only that a significant portion was missing so I couldn’t finish it.
We seem to be at war with Libya.
You know what? I need a break. I’m taking the rest of this week off from blogging. If you need me, I’ll be trolling local CVS locations for Cadbury caramel eggs.
I hear you on Libya. I read that news piece on Sunday and smack my head then said WTF.
Dude. Sucks. Play hookey one day this week and let’s play date.
(iPhone keeps trying to make hookey into hooker so play that too if you like.)
Wow. That blows. Wait, maybe I shouldn’t use that word. Have you heard about the Easter kit kats? I can’t find them but hear they are awesome.
Amen. Can you see if they have the Hersheys coated eggs for me. We are sold out here. Then I will join you with a bottle of wine. Maybe Kadield and I will roadtrip to you.
Wow. Get a whole case of those eggs.
I miss you.
Come back soon.