Today was rather uneventful. It has been rainy and dreary and grey. Yes, that's it... it's been a grey kind of day. And, hey... my shirt is grey. What can I say? OK, too many late night Seuss readings...
(Debate: grey or gray? I like grey. Thoughts??)
Sassy brought her treats to preschool this morning, so I am proud to announce that Birthday Mania 2009 is finished. Well, until August, at least! Then, it will be Little A's turn!
As for me, I have the night off. How, as a parent, do I get a night off, you ask? Simple. By ingesting radioactive isotopes. Works every time...
But, seriously, I have my thyroid uptake scan tomorrow, and I had to go in this afternoon for the dose of radioactive crap that they cram into a little pill that they hand you with tongs while wearing a lead sheet and robot gloves, and then ask you take it and swallow. That seems normal.
So, I am off mommy duty for the entire night. No child may enter my 5-foot personal space. Oh, I am just reeling in the possibilities.
Would you like a breakdown of the likely events this evening? I will probably eat dinner, waste a whole lot of time on the computer, watch American Idol and The Biggest Loser, take a very long, very hot shower, give myself a pedicure, sit in disbelief at what peace and quiet feels like, realize that I am quite bored, actually, and wish I could participate in the nightly bedtime routine. Then I will sulk in my bedroom, pretend to read my book club book for 5 minutes, then pop in some chick flick (I am thinking Head Over Heels) and fall asleep.
Have fun, all of you with actual responsibility!