I don't blog enough these days, I know. Can I even call myself a blogger anymore?

As the title of this post suggests, times have been fun.

Lilly got the stomach flu again. Puked all over my parents bedroom floor actually. I was hoping Noah would get a pass again this round. Then he woke up crying tonight and when I went in to check on him, he was covered (and I mean that in every sense of the word) in vomit.

Shane was working late, then went to the gym before coming home. As I cleaned up and tried to comfort a sobbing sick child, I must admit I wasn't thinking very positive thoughts about my husband as I imagined him rocking out to his tunes and checking out the gym bunnies (is there even such a thing as a gym bunny??).

Once Noah was asleep again and the stinkies were in the washer, I wasn't mad anymore. So when he came home (slurpee in hand) I didn't say a word about our little fight that he knew nothing about. At least he brought a peace offering, even if he didn't know that's what he was doing.

Do you know what tomorrow is? (Or today if your reading this in the morning)

It's Thursday.

The season premier of Grey's Anatomy.

Yeah, I'm just a little excited.

And what's the deal with Pickles? I've almost eaten an entire jar in under a day. That's just wrong and creepy. And no, I'm not "craving". I've just been eating a lot of pickles. Hopefully they are low calorie. I guess I should check.

If they aren't low cal, I guess I can always become a gym bunny.


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