I'm sitting here on the couch, watching the boys blow up a couple of air mattress things that you can use in the pool. Their mother was kind enough to send them over. Thanks. Maybe there was a reason that we don't have those kinds of things? Maybe the pool isn't really big enough for them and we don't want to have to deal with the mess of storing them? Maybe I'll stab them with a steak knife later.
I went swimsuit shopping yesterday and it was a success! I wasn't looking for a great suit, just one that I could live with for vacation. The boys and I were in Kmart (somewhere that I rarely go but I had a coupon good for $10 - yay, coupon!) and I found a black halter style one piece that contains the tits and keeps everything smoothed down. I wish that I could have found one with a skirt on it but this will do. If I don't look down at my legs then maybe nobody else will either. I'll probably just fluff up my cleavage so the eye is drawn to it instead of all of my other flesh.
We're going to watch a fireworks show tonight and the band Starship is going to be there. Since I found out they're going to be there, I've been hearing the song We Built This City on a constant loop in my brain. I also have the strange urge to put on some slouch socks and an oversized sweater and to put my hair in a ponytail on the side of my head. This shall pass.
Only 8 days til we go on vacation! Yaaaaay!
I hope everybody has a safe Fourth of July. Don't blow any fingers off.