Next week, I have two birthday parties to throw. TWO. That's what I get for having babies 363 days apart.
So, A's party is going to be a group of girls (I hope they'll come) doing tie dye t-shirts and getting stoked on too much sugar.
And E's party is going to involve Pokemon from beginning to end. Again, I hope the invitees (who have yet to be issued their invitations) will be willing to show up.
Meanwhile, I'm starting to panic a bit. I think the cakes are going to be store bought. And I need to go on an excursion to figure out how much tie dye kits cost. Yeepers! I hope I've not bit off more than I can chew.
I always panic a bit when it comes to stuff like this. I'm not very good at it.
In other news, I've been fighting summer sloth. It's just so stankin' HOT around here, what with no AC or anything like that, and I get tired. Doldrummy. Craving salt. Don't want to exercise.
And why does the heat make me feel fat and bloaty? And of course bored, but too drained to do anything fun like roll my carcass to the pool, where we could at least cool off in the water.
Two other reasons I've not done the pool thing as much with the kids this summer: My ears were bothering me...which problem is solved now, and I HATELOATHEANDABHOR my swimsuit. That's a new word. Does one get the drift of how much I dislike it?
So, A's party is going to be a group of girls (I hope they'll come) doing tie dye t-shirts and getting stoked on too much sugar.
And E's party is going to involve Pokemon from beginning to end. Again, I hope the invitees (who have yet to be issued their invitations) will be willing to show up.
Meanwhile, I'm starting to panic a bit. I think the cakes are going to be store bought. And I need to go on an excursion to figure out how much tie dye kits cost. Yeepers! I hope I've not bit off more than I can chew.
I always panic a bit when it comes to stuff like this. I'm not very good at it.
In other news, I've been fighting summer sloth. It's just so stankin' HOT around here, what with no AC or anything like that, and I get tired. Doldrummy. Craving salt. Don't want to exercise.
And why does the heat make me feel fat and bloaty? And of course bored, but too drained to do anything fun like roll my carcass to the pool, where we could at least cool off in the water.
Two other reasons I've not done the pool thing as much with the kids this summer: My ears were bothering me...which problem is solved now, and I HATELOATHEANDABHOR my swimsuit. That's a new word. Does one get the drift of how much I dislike it?
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Happy, Happy to your little ones!
So sorry to hear about your fire and very, very glad you and yours are all safe and sound.