Rough day, that started pretty much at 10:30 pm the night before.
Disobedient child, being sent away from karate class.
Insurance snafu at the obgyn office (not to mention a scale that was measuring 2.5 pounds more than my own [rebellious] digital scale).
A lost sippy cup that is clandestinely leaking blue Powerade onto the carpet....wherever it may be.
But...
Jim sacrificed the last pieces of leftover pizza for my dinner.
And let's face it, those poor chicks on The Bachelor have it WAY worse than I do today!
2 comments:
i am months and months behind on blog reading. sorry about the rough day, but yay for the last slice of pizza.
i also just wanted to say congratulations on your latest addition and that i'm wishing you the best with this pregnancy.
Hahahaha...those chics on the bachelor totally have it way worse than we do, sister! I don't watch, but I've seen it before...and oh, my! Keep on keepin' on...and here's to new mercies every morning...and the last slice of pizza from the man you love. Truly, that is laying down his life for his wife...
;) Love to you...
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