Monday is officially our Hangover day...hahahahaha!! STOP! NO! We don't get wasted every Sunday night. Pinky promise.
It's just that I miss Tyler...and the kids miss him...and I miss happy kids (due to Dada's presence)...and order...and the rhythm of being with my soul mate.
So thusly (Wow I am SHOCKED that is a word) Monday is here known as our "Hangover Day" and because
this schedule of laundering sorta had my type-A personality wigging-out if I was on the wrong load of laundry, Hangover Day can also be called Laundry Day or even Neglect-the-Entire-House-for-the-Sake-of-Clean-Underwear Day.
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| Quality time a la commode. |
And how do I blog while amidst the throes of clothes and whiny (and feverish, today) children on Mondays...because I let them do things like this
macaroni flinging. It's a lost art, people.
Did I tell you our latest news?!
We joined Sam's!!
I have sold my soul...to Wal-Mart corporation.
I still won't shop at Wal-Mart...but Sam's, you can be my hero bay-bayyyy!
*I think that I wish we had a Costco or a Trader Joe's, etc etc but all I got is Sam's-Mart and dat, ma cher, is what dis family done get!
They were mostly excited. Rita kept exclaiming, "Momma! This is a beautiful grocery store! Thank you for bwinging (bringing) me to a beautiful grocery store!"
There ya have it - Sam's, the Beautiful Grocery Store.
Ok, but seriously. Look at those faces. Melting. As nutty as they make me feel, these kids melt my heart and wring it out. All in a day.
Anne at MMD has a link-up for your bookshelf. But seeing that our books are packed away in anticipation of selling this house and buying a new, one all before Easter...madness...moving on!...all I've got are my cookbooks. But I think they will do. I use them all, minus the "Sacred Feasts" - but that's sorta my goal, to make more soups, so the cookbook is a patient (and pretty) reminder.
Thanks for all the support and ideas when we were budget-busted last month. We are again busted this month thanks to my klutzy tendency to react instead of act (sorry to let you down Auntie Leila!)...because hell-ooooo four pairs of glasses broken in two years....um, no, make that ONE year...means only one thing: get some contacts, sista! And in humble (ACTUALLY SUPER EXCITED!!!!) obedience to my husband I am now wearing contacts. It's like so miraculous and has eliminated just another one of those totally unnecessary why-have-I-been-doing-this-for-so-long battles.
But as
Tracy pointed out, it takes a while to get the budget train on the right tracks. We are making strides.
Speaking of budget and a simple momma:
For the FIRST. TIME. EVER. in our marriage we ended last month UNDER budget with $18 and some change. Incredible. Praise Jesus! Hoping for the same this month - just gotta get to selling some stuffs on ye olde Craigslist, or something like that. But first, the laundry.
Happy Day to you!
P.S. I wrote this whole post and then realized
Anne's link-up is not until Wednesday (I think I should make another cup of coffee!!!) Case-in-point of why I should not think (or blog!) on Monday-Hangover-Laundry day.
Thanks for reading y'all! Muah!