Things not to ask me about today:
Discovering the next door neighbors were cutting down a tree at six a.m. this morning. Yes, with a chain saw. At six-freaking-o'clock-in-the-morning.
The pain in every part of my body brought on by the trainer I pay to torture me every week.
The laundry that is not done.
The baseball game that I barely got my son to (because I'm a moron and thought it started a half hour later than it actually did).
The temperature of said baseball game hitting a high of 43 degrees.
The three hot chocolates I had to buy at the baseball game to keep little fingers warm (and the subsequent spills that made it a major waste of money).
The mac and cheese three little people might be having for dinner tonight, and its lack of nutritional value.
The trip I am taking in two days and am nowhere near ready for (and still have NO IDEA what I'm going to wear).
The blog I have been ignoring all week, much to my chagrin.
Things you may ask me about today:
My new spray-on tan that makes my pasty-white skin look slightly brown. And therefore less full of freckles.
My new mascara(s) (thanks, Nicole!)
Cookie dough (always a favorite subject)
Guess that's it. Any questions?