Last Week!

I'm not going to write this week.  It's my last week at Mothers, and I'm letired and slightly burnt.  But not from the sun.

Ok, the honest truth is, I write a lot on the weekends.  And this weekend Big D filled my weekend up with red-neck birthday parties and Friday Friend celebrations.  Which leaves me no time to think of something worthwhile to say.

So that's the truth.  Also, I'm letired and burnt.  And my skin has reached a record hive-fest.  Mainly only where it would be slightly unladylike to scratch.  My eyes also reached an ultra sexy red, puffy, watery permanent glow to them.

So I'm hoping today - my last half day at home before the final stretch at Mothers - I'll be able to look at new computers, phones, and bathroom tile amidst celebrations, laundry, grocer trips, packing, and scratching.

We'll see if I actually get dressed today.

On a side note, Big D and I watched Identity Thief last night.  I thought it would be watchable since it had Melissa McCarthy in it and lately I can't get enough of her.  But alas, it was a painful-getting-through-it movie.

On a high note, Big D told me it would make him feel so much more manly if I patted and rubbed his ninnies more.  I think I can handle that.  However, the same does not apply to me.  I do not have this need to feel manly.

Take Aways
1)  I am a selfish lazy lady.
2)  Who dreams of a lovely bathroom.
3)  And a phone and computer that works.
4)  With really uncomfortable skin and eyes.
5)  The end.