Friday was "National Margarita Day." Since I love and celebrate all things alcoholic in nature, I was adamant in dragging the family out for Mexican food and margaritas. Horrible mother moment: Celia was feeling ill and I made her go. Quite honestly, I needed out of the house - if only for 45 minutes. The margarita was really just an excuse. I know you don't believe me...
Is it me or does it seems they'll (just who is they? Do you know?) make a holiday out of anything these days. How about "National I Got Out of Bed Day?" or "National Cheese Fries Day?"or let's reverse the get out bed and make it, "National Sleep ALL DAY Day?" Man, I really want to petition this day to happen. Think of the millions of dollars we would save in oil and gas and electricity?
In other news, we were supposed to have the WORST SNOW STORM IN HISTORY yesterday. As par for the course, people went freaking crazy and ransacked the grocery stores for bread and milk. I on the other hand had 1/4 of a carton on milk and some moldy bread. OKC received rain and 17 snowflakes.
Who is looking like a winner now? This gal!
Not these fools:
This week so happens to include my birthday somewhere in it. I am quite thrilled with the anticipation and prospect of not receiving anything from my husband. I mean a card would be cool. A day where he took the kids to carpool would be cool. I'm really pretty easy. I think. We'll see how it all plays out.
Hope you are having a good week. I'm blase' about it all. Turning older, fighting the 95% grey in my hairs and looking for a new a lady bits doctor are just some of my goals this week.
I'm suck a Rockstar.