Honestly, I just want to curl up with some pumpkin spice cake doughnuts until the end of something - time or season, I can't decide which - and read until my eyes fall out.
And then I want to spring into action, my new business plan for HM fully formed, with at least 30 new collage pieces actually finished (not just brewing in my head) and THIN.
Yes, once again - if I were only thin again. Everything would be better. The Dow would go up as my waistline went down, the economy would be humming, and my black dog would be off to permanent doggy camp.
But at least I'm niiiiiiiiice.
Mmmmm.....doughnuts....oops. Just a brief brain break.
I was reading a post by Gwen at Woman on the Verge about children noise - go ahead. Read it and then come back. I'll wait. She's good.
You're back? Ok - so as I was reading it, I was thinking that noisy children don't seem to be bothering me at the moment.....and then a noise from downstairs made me realize that I have my own noisy child - M, downstairs, watching tv. He has this really REALLY annoying habit that I like to call Swirl, Slide and Crunch. It involves a big pile of ice in a large plastic cup with just enough water/soda so that he can swirl the ice 4/5/8 times, throw back the cup and slide the whole icy mess back, snag an ice cube, slide the cubes back into the cup, and then crunch the ice really quickly and loudly.
Every 30 seconds. SwirlswirlswirlSLIIIIIIIDEcrunchcrunchcrunch. (obligatory caveat - love the man completely, would miss him and the noise if he were gone, shouldn't complain, good guy, REALLY NICE blah blah) swirlswirlswirlSLIIIIIIIIIIIIDEcrunchcrunchcrunch.
Should hydration really be that dramatic?
Happy weekend everyone!