I confess… my “I attended the Hill Valley High Enchantment Under the Sea Dance” is clearly not subtle enough; I keep getting random compliments. Wait ’til they see this one!
I confess… I don’t think I realized how much I actually missed my husband until he came home last night. You know, I’m a big girl and can handle it but yeah, I hope he doesn’t take anymore business trips soon. The next conference he has, we’ll be there with him anyway. That’s already planned.
I confess… I have to buckle down and get things done today; I have three major tasks to accomplish before I go home and shut my brain down for the weekend.
I confess… I have to dye eggs with the kids tomorrow and though I do have fond memories of this when I was a child, being in charge of this project brings way too much stress. That reminds me – I have to go grab a cheap campus newspaper to cover my table for this impending vinegar-laden drudge-fest.
I confess… I am over the top thrilled that Ash took the day off and is staying home with Isaac whose school is closed And that he’s at Lowe’s right now, buying a new toilet part and shelving. He’s not exactly Mr. Fix-it but when he gets motivated, things get done.
I confess… I have to cut this post short and really work. Sigh. I don’t wanna work… I wanna go home and lay on my deck and drink sweet tea. ::whine::
I’m with you on the dying eggs thing–more mess and fuss than it’s really worth. And just what do you do with all those boiled eggs? There’s only so much egg salad and tuna salad a person can eat.