The Hubby works on Saturdays.
Yes, I think that sucks too.
In our home Wednesdays are the new Saturday.
So much cooler.
Stores are less busy.
Banks are open.
There is good afternoon TV.
Best of all, I HAVE A CAR!!!
(Being a one-car family is slightly limiting.)
Robin called this morning and asked if I would like to do something.
Coffee led to grocery shopping, which led to picking The Prince up from school and going on a random shopping trip to IIIIKEEEEA all for the sake of finding centre pieces for Robin and Paul's wedding in August.
(Yes I am aware that it is a long time away. And yes I am also aware that we were using it as a great excuse to go to one of my favourite places.)
(Okay Okay. You twisted my arm. I DID use it as a reason why I had to eat bread and dairy on the day Lent begins and I have decided to give up those two loves for 40 days. But come on... It's IIIkEEEA!)
So my theory is that I will only eat bread and dairy when in the confines of the most inspiring big box store that ever existed.
(And if you cannot reach me it could be that I am hiding down Aisle 14 in Bin 527 for the next 40 days.)
How can I say NO to ice cream when it makes the CHILDREN so happy?
I just wanted to share in their happiness...
Then I came home and changed my new nose ring.
The sparkle had fallen out of the first one and went from looking super hot to totally lame.
Oh, and I blame my parents for my desire for piercing and tattoos.
Not sure why, but I figure someone has to be to blame for why I tortured my poor nose with this itty bitty ring of agony.
(Ah well. I think it is back to looking super hot!)
Have a stupendous Wednesday!