Please, sit back and let me tell you about my last 24 hours.
1. I inadvertently cancelled our satellite TV service.
(Long story, don't ask.)
Needless to say, I ended up mixing it up with the help there at the satellite TV provider place.
Needless to say, I am dead to them now.
2. I played checkers with my littlest guy.
He absolutely LOVED it.
And so did I.
3. Brenden continues with his crazy Paleo diet.
And don't you worry...he is doing this on his own.
He cooks for himself.
And cleans up afterwards.
Lucky for him, because that's just the sort of thing that would finally push me
over the edge that I am dangling from.
4. I went to the gyno today.
And I also scheduled a mammogram.
Really, how do I keep up with at this glamorous pace?
I don't know, I'm gifted I guess.
5. The satellite TV guy came this morning to install our new TV system,
being that I cancelled our other one (and got nowhere with trying to get it restored),
We now have entertainment again, which is good because the circus
acts in this freak-house were getting really old and boring.
6. I lost a chicken. Actually, it's one of Nick's girlfriend Sarah's chickens
that I got suckered into taking care of.
Anyway, it's gone. Just gone.
And she doesn't know yet. Tears will flow when she finds out.
I feel awful.
But, I'll be over it by morning.
7. I may or may not have discussed Botox with my doctor today,
but only because she was wearing a sparkly Botox t-shirt.
Not because I need it or anything.
Except that I do.
8. I bought a new plate.
As in, the singular.
One green plate for the sole purpose of using it to take
pictures of my tasty treats that I photograph for you.
(I use the word photograph loosely.)
Yes, that's what I am going to do.
I got so tired of my WHITE plates. Blah. So boring.
If I can't have Botox, I might as well have one green plate, ya know?
And that's all that happened to me today.
With a few dozen things in between the eight things above.
Now go schedule yourself a mammogram!
It will be one big mam-party for us all.
I'll shut up now.