It has been a week and I am so looking forward to the weekend.
Sunday night hubby had me up ALL night because his teeth hurt, I have told him for months to get his butt to the dentist but noooooooo why on earth would a husband ever listen to his wife?? This all came too on a rough day, I picked the kids up at my moms and went and did some grocery shopping Nate was good at first then the little demon child came out, so much I had to discipline him in the store and I got funny looks from an elderly lady, I did not smack my child that is saved for closed doors ;) lol but I told him he was in trouble and that was the last time... all you moms know what I am talking about. He still kept at it I had to drag him around the store while he put on his fake tears etc... it was not fun...
So Monday came I was a complete mess and so darn tired I wanted to scream, I was a mess because I ran out of my nut pills (anti anxiety meds (go ahead and judge me, whatever we all have our troubles)) and havent had any for about 3 days so I was all frazzled hubby was complaining and telling me how scared he was to go to the dentist etc... I made him his appointment and he went I wish we could have gotten in earlier because David was driving me CRAZY to the point where I was ready to pull his teeth, but I do understand I had 2 teeth pulled at the same time a couple years ago. So he got them pulled and your mouth does get sore he is having trouble chewing but my goodness I gave birth 2 times and the one I didnt have ANYTHING for pain and with my son (the one with no pain meds) I had my tubal done so there was double the pain I didnt complain as much... So yea he has been making me crazy lol
Yesterday my son had an appointment so I had to take Dave to work, I bet you I wasnt home for more than a half hour at a time. UGH!! Talk about exhausting, around 4pm is when I finally got to be home for good. i have been tatting some but I am just too lazy and busy at the moment to scan and tell.
I got a huge and by huge I am NOT exaggerating HUGE pot of soup cooking... I really really REALLY wish my mother would not have handed me the trait of cooking too much, I could feed a small army most times, so could my mom, hubby was being a smarty pants one day and told me to pretend I am only cooking for myself then maybe we wouldnt have so much left over. He thought it was funny but i didnt.
Pinchy is my favorite he pays attention to me plus he isnt mean Fiddly broke off one of his legs and fiddly is smaller here is Pincy posing for me.
If you read this leave a comment and maybe just maybe a few of you may get something, hmmmm guess its like a give away for listening to me ramble and checking out my new pets lol
No warning on when this will end, its when I decide it will and maybe Pinchy will draw the winner(s) with his big claws. ;)