I mean, really, why aren't you reading every squeamish detail of Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt's new addition to Earth. I mean there are like 12 stories on my iGoggle home page about this. Lord. I even read some of the comments where they were debating how she could be await through a c-section or a epidural and Brad cut the cords. Whatevs.
Well, I am on load number 17. I have washed everything that fits in that new washer. I washed the mattress pads up to the comforter and everything in between. I almost look forward to spilling something on my shirt to see if the new washer will get it out. It's insane.
Well, I had to venture out today...go to Wal-Mart and return the small tent, since I have now decided to keep the Hilton tent.
Gotta cut this one short...the hubby is in pain over a back injury. I am not cut out to be an ER nurse, that's for sure.
Oh, and I lost my Jawbone today...I panicked, and had to take a Xanax I was so upset. And so, I put my phone up to my ear to call my husband to see if he could find it on the charger. And guess what. A COP ROLLED RIGHT UP IN FRONT OF ME...and he shook his finger at me. OMG, I threw my phone in the back seat and raised my hands up...mouthed "Sorry" and he laughed. OMG, I shit my pants. Then I found out the fine is like only $20.00. Good Lord.
xoxo
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