:: My recycling never seems to make it all the way to the bin until trash day. . . even though it's only three more steps. Poor husband who has to sort it ever Wednesday.
:: I know I'm having a bad hair day when I go in for a bang trim and my stylist sees fit to tell me she has to pull my hair into a ponytail if I am going back out in public.
:: For dinner last night I decided to make homemade pizza. At eight o'clock at night. We then proceeded to make two separate trips to the grocery store because of my befuddled brain. Thank God Hubs has uberloads of patience.
:: Monday morning I grabbed my favoritest cheesy potato dish out of the oven and rushed out the door to the cousins for our Christmas celebration. Only to realize when we got home almost ten hours later that the oven was still blazing away. To the gas company next month, you are welcome.
:: My best friend, sissy Tiffany headed back towards Mexico yesterday. . . I may or may not have cried like a baby. Gosh, how I love and miss that girl.
:: Don't judge me for drinking heaps of Coke and a massive candy bar while driving home, alone, in the dark from taking her to the airport. Better to have cavities and blooming hips than a dead brain from falling asleep at the wheel.
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What have been your real life moments this week?!
Com'mon. . . you know they happen.