I stayed in my jammies for the better part of the past two days due to all the white shit that god coughed up yesterday.
I ate the last Oreo and lied to my kids about it.
I told my son and Nicholas I didn't care if they played Xbox live just so I could get on the computer and write in this here blog.
I bought an English bulldog puppy yesterday. He is precious and I cant wait to see the wrinkly little guy this week. He comes from the good ole state of Arkansas. I love him...HARD! Check him out in all his handsomeness :)
I have lived for nine o'clock all week just so I could get some rest and relaxation without the midgets running around like mental patients. Before I become a mental patient.
I told my three year old that her favorite cartoon wasn't on earlier so I could watch General Hospital on the DVR. I know, I'm a piece of shit. And if you are asking, yes I am ashamed of myself. Would I do it again? In a freaking heartbeat. I can only take so much Team Umizoomi and Fresh Beat Band in one day.
Me in all my Fucktard-ery left the carton of milk on the counter again for what must have been a couple of hours. It pisses me off to no end when I do this.