So, Jon and Kate filed for divorce. No surprises there.
Speaking of reality shows, I’m starting to have a hard time watching The Bachelorette because Jillian’s squeaky laugh angers me. I know it’s petty but I can’t help it.
We sold our jeep and I realized I had to find the title. I found it in the first place I looked – the auto file. Why was it where it was supposed to be?
My son came home from work today and was starving as usual. My husband grilled him two large sirloin steaks which he devoured at 3pm along with a bowl of baked beans. At 5pm, he came downstairs and asked what we were having for dinner. Whaaaaaaaat?
I like Carmex. A lot. I do. But, I can’t stand squeezing it out of a tube. The clock is ticking or it’s the height of drudgery or I’m just pathetically lazy. But come on, popping a cap off and smooshing a stick over your lips is altogether easier. Am I right?
I’m on empty for now. See ya for RTT’s next week and be sure to check in with The Un Mom and play along yourself.