Here's some random just to tide you all over until your bestie (hello. that would be me!) is back in the land of blog. I have a feeling I won't really be back to commenting or posting until at least Monday. Stick with me, 'kay?
Alright, onto some fun (and by fun i mean quirky and/or crazy) useless crap!
We aren't going to be able to take the boys camping this summer like we do every year because we just don't have time in the schedule. So they camped out in the back yard last weekend with daddy.
They were lit'rally 20 feet away from where I was in my room. I couldn't sleep. I kept hearing weird noises from the front of the house and I was scared like a complete idiot. Kinda ridic for a 33 year old, ain't it?
Last Friday we went to a concert/celebration/festival thingy and I got burned to a crisp. I put lotion on the kids no less than 5 times but forgot myself.
Last night I scratched my shoulder and my fingers came away wet. Ick. I guess it blistered and I didn't notice so I scratched off. Not just "ick" now. Ouch.
It's only Thursday and I'm beat from this garage sale crap. The thing doesn't even open til tomorrow. I honestly don't know how people do it once a year. Sometimes even more. I vow that the only thing that will come into my house ever again will be groceries.
Except for purses and stuff.
I just made the lamest garage sale signs ever. If nobody comes, that's why.
I spent a good 3 hours today going through all of the paperwork my kids have ever brought home from school. 3 years of preschool and 2 years of elementary. Apparently keeping everything they've ever made really was a bad idea.
Right now I'm eating a tootsie roll. I forgot how good they can be.
I keep having nightmares about hair. I think because of the mustache incident and because of the "I'm not hairy" thing. The other night I dreamt that my ankles were covered in long, black hair. Almost like a hula skirt of hair. Weird. I don't even want to know what that might mean.
I'm running out of random so now I'm pulling stuff outta my...pocket.
My friend Jessica is helping me with the garage sale. I owe her. Big time.
I'll miss you while I'm in the midst of strangers coming and looking through my stuff. **shudders.**
If you live by me, come visit. You don't have to buy anything. Even though I have lots of awesome
There will be no FBomb Friday tomorrow. I'm too busy and too tired to write one up. Or just lazy. You decide.
Hope you all have a great weekend and I will be back to visiting next week!