God bless the frozen food industry. And while we’re at it, the major appliance industry.
Junior fell asleep on the living room floor at about 6pm, which means I’m in for the night. I didn’t go the grocery store this weekend because of a fear of crowds (although apparently everyone in this area went elsewhere for the weekend because the roads were NOT bad at all). So then I’d been planning to treat myself to a small hamburg and mushroom pizza, or maybe even just mushroom. But see, he fell asleep. I can’t leave the house if he’s asleep. And I’m so tired from doing yardwork all day (yea me!) that I think I’m right behind him. Anyway, I started poking around in the freezer and found a California Pizza Kitchen frozen pizza! You cannot believe the joy this just gave me. It’s in the oven right now. 15 minutes from now…heaven.
Oh man, I have to order this book. Baby’s First Tattoo : A Memory Book for Modern Parents, which you can use to keep track of things like Baby’s first ritalin prescription, and baby’s first lawyer.
I bought new shoes at Walmart for $4.88 and I feel like a million bucks. They are so not me…strappy little purple sandles…I’m going to have to paint my toes for sure!
After a dip into 4th place, I’m back in 3rd again. I have no idea if my team will get their crap back together and let us head for 2nd place. We’ll see.
It looks like rain today, which is too bad, I need to mow the lawn. Otherwise, another boring day at the Dump House.
I TOLD you my tentative grasp on first place in my Yahoo fantasy baseball league would end soon. I’m now in third place, trailing a person who visits the website so infrequently that for a week now she’s been playing two guys who are on the DL. That’s right, she’s beating me and she’s down two guys. THAT is what I expected. *sigh*