First and foremost, my Friday night round-up is occurring on a Tuesday afternoon. I could try to explain myself, but I'd rather focus my energies on remembering my weekend away to the big city. No kids. No husbands. Just me and my girlfriend, free as we'll ever be.
Trust me, for mom's like me, these times are a necessary rejuvenation of the soul. No dishes. No cooking. No wiping butts - except my own. 72 hours and I'm a new woman. Refreshed and revitalized. And yes, my sweet husband was The Dancing Cook in my stead. He fared well.
Trust me, for mom's like me, these times are a necessary rejuvenation of the soul. No dishes. No cooking. No wiping butts - except my own. 72 hours and I'm a new woman. Refreshed and revitalized. And yes, my sweet husband was The Dancing Cook in my stead. He fared well.
Secondly, the grand total for last week's food expenditures came out of left field. $189.92. Not sure how that happened.
But like I say, I'd rather focus my energies on those long walks across the greenway, the lengthy chats over dinner, the wind-through-my-hair bike taxi rides under the stars and the ungodly number of band-aids required to cover the injuries sustained on my toes after a long night of dancing. And so I will.
Here's the song that inspired all the band-aids!
But like I say, I'd rather focus my energies on those long walks across the greenway, the lengthy chats over dinner, the wind-through-my-hair bike taxi rides under the stars and the ungodly number of band-aids required to cover the injuries sustained on my toes after a long night of dancing. And so I will.
Here's the song that inspired all the band-aids!
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