Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Thank God It's Finally Bedtime

Well, I was hoping to sit down tonight and write a little about how WE ARE MOVING OUT IN ONE WEEK and how I got to see "King Kong" the other day and that Peter Jackson is indeed King of All Action and Fantasy Movies (thus confirming that the Lord of the Rings Trilogy was not a freakish fluke). HOWEVER...... I just spent the entire day being screamed and/or whined at by a napless two-year-old (the one who is still wide awake upstairs refusing to sleep and bothering her older sister- you know, the one who refuses to acknowledge anything I say unless I repeat it around eleven times or bellow it for the whole neighborhood to hear while making threats to take away certain cherished play things? That sister. ) So I'm going to instead cuddle up to my TIVO, watch some home improvement shows and keep reminding myself that tomorrow is another day. A day better than this one hopefully!

I have come to the conclusion that I deserve a medal. Or better yet, one of those Girl Scout sashes with all the merit badges and nifty awards sewn on it.


  1. I hear you. Consider yourself officially "medaled." You can even stand up on one of those little boxes like the Olympians do! ;)

  2. Sorry you had a rough day. I can't even imagine. It's hard to remember that they are kids (who probably don't listen a lot) excited about Christmas, moving, changing schools, etc. And you're the one that has to deal with EVERYthing, and them. :) If I could conjure up a medal, I would. Or at least give you an invisibility cloak for awhile. Poof!

  3. King Kong, phooey!!! You missed a great Family Stone!