Sometimes...sometimes I go to bed without washing my face. There, I said it. And I am hearing a collective gasp in blogger world. The truth is, sometimes I am just plain too tired. And then I always exfoliate the next morning. Swear.
My kids love Pop Tarts. You have no idea. At any given time, there are at least five boxes in the pantry. Because of course no one likes the same kind. And then they go in streaks...eating them everyday, and then not for weeks at a time. Which means I find that lone Pop Tart in the opened foil pack that is hard as a rock. Great.
I have a completely irrational fear...of school buses. For real. I mean like when I am stopped at a stop sign, and one is turning the corner right toward me...I freeeak out. Ask my kids. I know...warned you this wouldn't be pretty.
I told you before I enjoy being home...well, that is true...and then some. I really am not good at socializing. I am most comfortable in my home with my family and few close friends. I am very friendly, just from a distance I guess. Does that even make sense? Here...maybe this illustration will help...
But this doesn't apply to any of you...you do realize that right? I mean, if I saw you in Walmart, I wouldn't turn and spend the rest of the time in some sort of covert operation trying to avoid you...because that would just be weird.
And speaking of weird...my kids tell me I have a weird sense of humor. I tell them they are wrong. Because this is hilarious, right?