No photos, but oh-so-much-random . . .
I have a serious trashy TV addiction. Tori and Dean . . . Kim and Kourtney . . . Switched at Birth . . . New Girl . . . I've watched all of those at some point today/tonight.
Our Shannon came and hung with us off and on for the last two days. And I loved it!
I took pictures at Dylan's dance tonight. Dang is my boy so cute! But the middle school dance thing? Still is a little painful to watch. I feel too much pain for the awkwardness of it all! I actualy wasn't going to take pictures tonight, but Dylan really wanted me to do it. And when your 13-year-old wants you to be at his dance? You go. Period.
My house was bisgusting (as Halle would say) today. John vacuumed and cleaned the dog vomit off the carpet for me today. I loaded and unloaded the dishwasher twice today. I swept a crazy pile of dust/dirt and glitter off the kitchen floor. I picked up a ridiculous amount of dog poop in the backyard today. Ew. (That is officially Dylan's chore. It's been a while since he's done that, I'm thinking. If the size of that bag was any indication.)
My husband is beyond stressed. I wish I could take away that stress for him. The next 18 months of him finishing the Master's program are going to be hard. For all of us.
Tomorrow, we are going to get a new (to us) refrigerator. And John has arranged a date night for us. Complete with a babysitter. Good times! Bring on the weekend!
How's that for a random stream of consciousness?
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