Last Friday I did this. If you haven't seen it yet and need a good laugh, check it out. I'll wait.
Sunday- in Baltimore for the field hockey coaches' convention (did you know there was such a thing? Screams fun, eh? Guess what we argued about for THREE HOURS!? Pregame protocol. We're trying to align ourselves with the International game- so that's great...but...three hours?! It doesn't even have ANYTHING to do with the actual game. Ridiculous.)
Sunday, after spending the 5am-7am hours in the Johns Hopkins ER because BB has a nice little case of the croup, I got a case of the stomach flu, which is a euphemism for peeing out of my butt. Nice. An hour and a half away from home. I made it almost to PA when TBone had to pull over so I could barf along 95 north on my shoes in Delaware.
|Yep. I bring the camera EVERYWHERE. Maksi's on the roids.|
La-la-la-love snow days. For the record, there was NO REASON for the snow day. People get scared of snow. And I'm FINE with that. So Aunt Lauren and I sat around with the babies, drank our venti coffees and talked sh*t all day.
Now today- getting my feet back under me after all of this zodiac nonsense (people, if there's one thing I ask it's that you SNOPES THAT SHIT) I get BB and myself out to the car, put the coffee on the roof, put the baby in his seat, close the door and seemingly in slow motion, my cinnamon winter blend coffee slid off the skating rink of a car roof to its demise.
Made a hilarious joke to the neighbor that we wouldn't have to shovel that spot and then hopped in the car excited to make a Starbucks stop. Also, added Starbucks to my phone's dictionary. Can I have that job, please? Adding jargon to default phone dictionaries. That would be fun.
I don't have much else to report. OH, except that we're meeting with our Realtor Sunday. Excited about that. Time to move.