Sweety is out of pocket til tomorrow evening so it's just me and the boys until then. LittleBrother(11) has a baseball game in a bit and I'd rather cut of my pinky toe than go. It's too freaking hot and the game promises to be brutal. LB doesn't want to go either and offered to stay at home and play rummy with me for 2 hours if we skipped the game. He certainly knows my weak spot but I told him we must go. He only has one more game after this one before the season is over.
One of my friends and her kids are coming over tonight and I've tried to tidy the house. I'll just keep the lights low and maybe she won't notice the dust or stray dog hair tumbleweeds. I've washed the stinking dogs and that is half the battle to a clean house.
You wanna see crazy? My twenty pounds of bath bombs arrived Thursday. As I petted them and cackled with glee, Sweety asked me if I realized that I have a problem. Of course I do. But I won't need to get any more bath bombs for a long time.
The cabinet is still full and I have no idea where I'm going to put these. Going to make room somewhere. I kind of like looking at them on the kitchen counter for now though.
Someone that I find rather attractive told me that she has a girl crush on me. And she likes boys too. We both share oral fixations. This could be interesting. Sweety? Are you picking up what I'm laying down?
I drank a
Ah shit. It's 2 o'clock. I have an hour to finish tidying the house and to get ready for the baseball game.