This morning after I shuffled to the coffeemaker (my sciatic nerve really kicks me in the butt literally in the morning) I brewed a steaming hot fresh pot of coffee. Then I poured it in my cereal. Grrrr.
I think we finally sold the tiny Blazer that we love but can't fit four car seats in. I have been searching online to see what to do about this new license plate law thingy. Do I keep my plates and just let the buyer drive off unplated? Who knows...
#1 says she is gonna miss the Blazer. We are a family with too many attachments to material things.
Looking forward to this afternoon when my mommy is taking me for a pedicure. YEAH!
I will try to pour coffee in a mug, now, like a normal person. It's decaf, you know. So it's not like it's gonna help me or anything. I am just an addict.
2 comments:
Ice your butt. I'm not prego, but it works magic for me.
Just put a baggy of ice in your waistband, you don't even have to sit still.
ice is nice...
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