I'm starting to see a trend...my "Real Time" posts are becoming my go-to Sunday night post!
Anyway, I had zero to none computer time...wait..."none computer time"? Sounds like my 3 year old. Where was I? Oh, yeah...none computer time. This weekend. Busy. Work. No play. More work.
I'm sitting here, trying to keep mine eyes open (hey, may as well stick with the 3 year old grammar) and wondering how on earth my belly got so jiggly. And my thighs. Oh, yeah...and my butt, too. Just ask my kids, they'll giggle and laugh and just about die from humor telling you about my jiggly butt.
Back to Real Time...I just finished a giveaway post. Have you checked out the one I've got going on with BlogHer and Gatorade? Good stuff!
I'm dreading the morning, for two reasons. 1. I know I'll need about 37 more hours of sleep, and 2. It means I have to face the pig sty that is my home.
Oh, yeah...the Mr. was a crazy workin' fool this weekend too (and, I use "too" loosely, since I could never, really, be classified as a "crazy workin' fool"...I just like to pretend I am), so that meant our house was unattended to (cleanliness-wise) long enough to stuff to accumulate. Ugh. Anyone have a backhoe for sale? I'd love to buy it and just bring it over to scoop out the clutter in my house.
But I did sweep the deck! I know. Yay me. Right? Honestly though (and yes, I am fishing for praise) the massive piles of oak tree "flowers" (or so I'm told that's what they are) were threatening the integrity of our deck with their sheer weight.
Our deck is now "de-flowered". *snort* *giggle* *chuckle*
O-KAY! Alrighty then, when I start cracking myself up with stupid jokes I know it's time to hit the hay...here's to a good night's sleep that at least feels like 37 hours.