"Oh, good. It's just snot." -Said by The hubster this evening while getting the kids ready for bed.
The alternative was icky and not snot. (Though snot is in itself plenty icky- not near as bad on the scale.) Thanks Sean.
Spilled beverages today: 3- 2 of which were milk--one of which I indeed cried over, despite the saying in my head not to.
Frozen shirts on the line yesterday: 4--that was when I decided that it was indeed too cold to hang clothes outside despite the sunshine. Today fared much better for drying.
Head colds: 2- Charlie and Me (and hopefully not my madre anymore- feeling better yet, Mom?)
Boxes of books unpacked: 7. I loved opening every one of them and seeing old friends.
Nails almost ripped from flesh while getting 7 boxes of books: 3. I had lovely, oh -so- pretty gel nails for my sister-in-law's wedding two weeks ago. Now they are just long and dangerous. So I clipped them and feel much better. (Though the injured ones are still tender- thanksforaskingthatssosweetofyou.)
Number of working ovens: 1 (PRAISE BUDDAH!)
Cookies the kids ate fresh from the oven: 5 maybe 6. Hubster: 2 or 3. Me: Ugh.....waaaayyy too many. And that's without the scrumptious dough to account for.
It's been kind of a rough week. Highs and Lows. But the Lows seem so much more prominet. I'm ready for Spring- heck- let's follow California's lead and do a week of spring and move right on into summer. I even painted my toe nails.
March 20th is the Vernal Equinox- first official day of spring. I love to celebrate UNbirthdays- Hey Mother Earth, why don't we celebrate just a little early this year, eh?
Here's to pizza night! (Which we can now have thanks to our WORKING oven.)