From 10am to 11am today I have managed to spill a glass of milk all over myself and the key board. Then I burnt my fingers on a pop-tart. While running water over my burnt flanges Daisy threw up at my feet. While cleaning it up I had to run and throw up only to come out to find she’d thrown up again. After cleaning it up again guess what I had to go do…
How’s your morning been?
Just a reminder that winter in right around the corner!
On a good note my husband is psychic. Last night I was craving pizza SO BAD. At midnight when Jeremy walks in guess what he had in his hand. A pizza box. He’d brought home leftovers! It was a good time.