dumps

No, not poop. Though a lot of my life seems to revolve around poop. Or toots. Please tell me all other mother's of preschoolers/toddlers can relate. Hell, probably all married women can relate. If not, well, shit, that's just gross. Speaking of toots though, last night Ellie was riding her new Dora scooter from our house to Julie and Jason's house for a delicious pizza dinner. She was tooting with every swing of her leg. It was quite funny. Scoot and toot.


Ok, so the real dumps I am talking about are the dumps I have been down in this past week. Thankfully it appears the clouds have parted and the sun is making it's way through and I am back on the upswing. Thank goodness. I don't do well in the dumps.

Without the boring details....in the past week my yukon was broken into and basically disassembled, Ellie got her second ear infection which means no sleep, and work has come to a screeching halt and I am wondering where I might end up in the near future. All that aside, the worst part is that I pretended to be responsible for a day or two and canceled my Vegas trip. So sad about that one. I was really looking forward to it. There will be more opportunities for lewd behavior and crappy expensive drinks in the future, I guess.