Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Friday, April 10, 2009

It's a Good Friday

Hubster is off today. He took a couple days off since Boogie is out of school...and because he really like to take time off. We took the kids to the park yesterday and I believe he is taking them back today...any minute now...maybe. They don't seem to be able to get out of the front yard. He told the kids to get dressed and while I was helping them he decided to go out and trim the bushes in front of our porch. Don't get me wrong, the bushes needed to be trimmed, but why NOW. He does this a lot. I think it's ADD. He'll tell everyone to get ready to go...wherever, and I'll get myself and the kids ready and in the car and 10 minutes later he'll come out and decide he needs to sweep the porch or put the trash cans out or... It's always something. Right now, he went to get the cooler out of the car to pack some snacks and beverages for the park...and he's sweeping the porch?
Oh well. We anticipate it and it's not so bad. I tell him we need to be places 15 minutes before we do and it all works out.

So basically everyone is leaving except me. I get to stay home all by myself. I'm going to start my brownie ice cream cake that I was requested to bring for Easter Dinner and maybe catch up on some taped (DVR'd) programs. How's your Good Friday?

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