They told us over dinner a week ago. It wasn’t dinner, really; they got into town too late for it to be dinner but it was too much food to just be a bite to eat. We went to an Irish pub around the corner.
God, it looks like a frat house in here. Or the aftermath of a legendary LAN party. I’m running on so little sleep– two days at between three and four hours. Went to bed this morning at three, woke up about seven. Spent all day
I had a really effing awful day yesterday. I kept saying it was the WORST day and Jason kept chastising me that it wasn’t the WORST, we’ve had worse, what about when he was unemployed or Addie was seizing or our kids were in the
WHY WON’T THIS BOOK JUST GET WRITTEN ALREADY I WANT TO STAB SOMETHING
Pretty much a boring, basic day. Kids had two hour delay for snow. They’re off to school at ten thirty. Shell called after that and asked what I wanted to do or what I had to do, and I said some phone calls, library books,
Sometimes I just know a blog is going to suck in advance and this is going to be one of them. I just don’t have the energy for anything awesome. My kids were sick all day so even though we didn’t get Mother Russia Level