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This week is going to be equally as crazy as last week was. We have an OBA event on Tuesday that I’m beyond excited for, and this weekend we are going to the Great Big Home + Garden Show. Ok, so it might not sound exciting to you, but this is considered a big week out for us these days!
I believe in making time to spend with girlfriends. Just like mama needs some days to herself, mama also needs an afternoon to just hang with her girls and chat about mindless nonsense.
I’m apparently addicted to saying the word vagina. Mostly in inappropriate situations [let’s face it — the only appropriate context is at the OBGYN]. But seriously you’d be amazed at how often it effortlessly fits into conversations. PS. Sorry I’m not sorry I said it again.
I wish Ari would take good naps on the weekends. It totally puts us in a weekend funk when this kid refuses to nap. Yesterday I had to lay him on my chest for him to even think about closing his eyes. I don’t know what he thinks he’s going to miss, but he just won’t sleep.
I’m happy to have a husband that enjoys cooking. Because it’s not really something that I like to do. I’ll do it if I must, but I’d rather not. Example: see husbands amazeballs pressure cooked chicken wings we enjoyed during the power outage Super Bowl last night.
Weekly mantra:
Shannon
I feel like I’ve said this before… BUT I am not surprised that you find random ways to fit vagina into your vocab…. I mean seriously… Smother me in gravy you odb!!