My husband went out of town again. That’s become such a regular occurrence no one even cried when we dropped him at the airport. Not even me. And I enjoy me some airport drop off crying.
In honor of his departure, everyone in the household decided to celebrate at 3:53 am. This was led by the newest 4 year old who decided to wake everyone up again. This time I went ahead and used the phrase “in for a world of hurt” when I explained just how unacceptable that was. Then everyone wanted to sleep late in the morning except I had places to go and people to see and maybe certain people wouldn’t be so tired if they could learn to embrace the concept of “stay in bed.”
My big places to go and people to see was a rescheduled appointment with my gynecologist. Love that chick so much I swear I left the office feeling like I had fun. I know. So weird. And she convinced me I need an iPod. Her 11 year old has had 4 of them already. I’ve had zero. And my cell phone can't take pictures either. Whatever. So I think maybe I need one. Not want. Need. Because she even sent me home with a list of podcasts to listen to. And how am I supposed to listen to them without one? So we'll see.
I’ll probably change my mind by next week because that's how I usually roll but yesterday I was like 3 minutes away from ordering one online. Instead I ordered Sigg bottles for me and the kids so we can start drinking more water. And Saturday I bought organic milk at the grocery store. What has gotten into me?