Okay so I didn't get the yard work done yesterday that I had intended . Did I ever mention before that the intentions I often to go sleep with are not the same intentions I wake up to each morning? Cause that right there explains it. Basically I took a shower and put on clean pajamas! If it wasn't for Peart bribing me with the promise of a special dinner at a new Spanish restraunt in PB, I would have remained in pajamas the entire day and evening.
I didn't eat all my dinner, though it was fantabulously delicious, because of the Sangria...she got to me.
I've decided that I should probably drink Sangria everynight because basically, Sangria makes me happy.
Except for the following morning.
Sangria makes me a bit hung over.
I got up for an early-ish breakfast out, making sure to drink coffee. But as I was paying the bill Peart commented on how sleepy I looked. He brought me right home and I collapsed on the bed and was out for 5 hours!
Actually I don't know if I was out that long because I was really sleeping off a hang over or because I was dreaming I was having amazing sex and just didn't want to wake up! lol
So anyways, waking to find I've slept half the day away makes me feel like a slug. To compensate for that, I hit the kiddo's room and cleaned out all his toys and closet. I managed to send 3 crates of toys to the garage to give to Goodwill and another crate of clothes as well.
I done good!
And then, I saved 5 newly birthed baby guppies in his tank from being devoured by the evil Danio's.
I done gooder!
And. The huge project I lamed out working on Friday night because I was Googling moi-self (that sounds kinda nasty! lol)? I've just finished it!
I done gooder-est!
So...as I hold on to these final hours of the weekend...I'm thinking chocolate ice-cream...
Goodnight lovelies, and may none of our Monday mornings suck!





damn, missed one
"Googling moi-self"
That should have been added to the list.
Amazing sex huh?