Sunday And It's Rainy

Boy am I mean mommy this morning. My kids were very loud starting at 5:45 am! Slamming doors, yelling and fighting. Mommy’s thoughts of revenge were not very nice. Sigh. So I had to get up when they woke Morrigan up, the little beasts. They are quieter now as I took away their DSs for the whole day.

On a brighter note, I saw my new website template yesterday and I couldn’t be more thrilled with it. It’s fabulous and I can’t wait to unveil it. Frauke (a goddess and a half) tells me it should be up this time next week! Heeee!

Godiva sent me an Easter special offer. HOleeeeee Moley! I love me some Godiva chocolate and I just may need to order something. I’d pretend and say I was ordering it for RT to share with Megan but I’d be lying. I will share it with my husband though.

I’m going clothes shopping later today. I need a pair of heels to go with one of the dresses I bought for RT and some new jeans. The jeans I have start falling off as I walk. This isn’t a bad thing really, but I don’t want to go to the mall today. Ah well, I’m hoping I can find skinny jeans – they’ve been scarce and my favorite pair is just way too big now, even with a belt.

23 days until I fly out for RT! Not that I’m excited about going or anything, LOL.

3 comments to “Sunday And It's Rainy”

  1. maura
    April 1st, 2007 at 10:50 am · Link

    Woot – I can’t wait to see your new website. Frauke does SUCH amazing work!

    Don’t tell me that you need smaller jeans cause I’m SURE I’ll find any weight you’ve lost!

    My monster woke us up because he wanted a piece of his birthday cake – at 6am.


  2. rhian
    April 1st, 2007 at 12:02 pm · Link

    Have fun shopping! i’m sitting here babysitting a printer as it prints mediakit inserts for Masters. Sigh.
    Not a single kid in the house – it’s eerily quiet…..

  3. Seeley deBorn
    April 2nd, 2007 at 11:25 am · Link

    I think it was that kind of a weekend.

    The Boy spent all weekend with books only. All of his toys were sequestered in the basement.

    And he went to bed without dinner or a snack twice in a row. His choice. It’s what’s for dinner. Don’t like it? Too bad. Hungry later? Dinner’s in the fridge.

    I was tempted to go shopping for opposite reasons. Grumble.