I think there must be a little elf who keeps turning lights on in my house, because I know I keep turning them off.
I promised myself I’d tackle the girls’ closet today. It’s awful, seriously, and I don’t want to do it. Ugh.
I used to think my children did so well getting up and getting ready for school each morning. Now I don’t.
Oooh, the sun is actually shining!
Why, when the school district sends out a flier, don’t they edit it?
Girl Scout cookies go on sale on Saturday. Let three months of craziness begin!
I need something to read. Nothing on our shelves appeals to me right now.
This, I believe, wins the prize for creepiest toy ever:
I’m having fun with Project 365. Who knew there were so many photo possibilities in one day?
Who texts while driving, anyway? Seriously, some people have no common sense.
Vicki wants a blog of her own. I keep putting her off. This can only go on for so long.
That closet isn’t getting any cleaner.