So it's another Sunday afternoon and I sit here bored. I have a ton of things to do, least of which is cleaning, laundry and work on "Giving in". SO what do I end up doing after my hubby leaves to take his daughter home? I take my son to Super Target, why? BEcause damn it, I felt like shopping and spending money I don't particularly have. Oh well, I work 5 days a week, I'm allowed a little fun.
Now I'm home, it's time to put the boy down for his nap. We just ate McDonalds, why, because damn it I wanted some of their fries. Dieting be damned!
Few minor ramblings......
Why do cats find it necessary to lay on your CLEAN clothes that you are folding on your bed?
Why does your husband think it's a good idea to let your 4 year old nephew what Spiderman (the first movie) on DVD when he's watching him even though his mom is so strict the child cant even watch Power Rangers because it's too violent.
When did waking up at 8AM become "sleeping in"?
Whatever happened to good Saturday Morning cartoons?
That's all the stupid ramblings I can think of right now, I'm off to put my son down, if I can get him to stop climbing onto his puzzle table. Then I promise I will start writing!