The nutso takes off the moo moo, and puts on some pants.

I guess the nut bag should update, and let all my devoted readers (all 4 of you) know I am still alive, I still have "those days" but after hearing from more of my friends that they feel the EXACT same way, and just as often as me.


Well thanks. I needed that.


It was alot last week. Weaky turned one, and we threw a great party. (Saturday)
Then Monday was his 1 year check up, and well you know how that went.
Then Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday it was time to ship all the stuff from the garage to my parents for the big annual garage sale there subdivision has. And to gather and price as much of my crap as I could.
We (we as in, myself, Bagel and Weaky. Spaghetti had to work Wrigley for the two days) left Friday morning, and came home Saturday night. (but made $200!)
My IL's took the kids Saturday night.
Sunday we drove out with McD's to pick up the kids. Brought them back home, got ready then drove to Chicago to just spend the day in the city. (later post) Got home around 9 pm
Today was Weaky's DOC band at 10:15, and then home to mow the lawn, Spaghetti is gone again, more Wrigley!


I am looking forward to tomorrow. Nothing planned.
Wednesday is Christ Hospital for Weaky's CF testing. NOT looking forward to that.
I do believe the rest of the week is NOTHING.

NOTHING. NOTHING. NOTHING.


Spaghetti is OFF all 3 jobs. I have NOTHING going on.


Speaking of nothing, I think I should plan a stamp camp of some sort. My mom keeps bugging me. This is the longest I have ever gone with out having a class, and no newborn to blame for the break. I just don't want to right now.


So. I am fine. Still nuts. But fine non the less.