Wednesday, August 1, 2012

I am not going to survive.

Hubby leaves at the crack of ugly early tomorrow and will be gone for three days on a beach retreat with the teens.

If today's behavior is the way the Fries are going to behave for the next three days, there's going to be massive losses in privileges, and probably a second Sunday in a row of being stuck in bed with a migraine.

Mitzy, are you sure you have to go to this school stuff?  You can't just hang out with me for three days?

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