FTS

Welp, it seems like I speak for pretty much everyone, everywhere lately when I say: WAMP WAMP WAMP *sad trumpet* and also, FUUUUCK. This is the suckiest winter that ever SUCKED, am i RITE?

Man, we had the worst weekend with the three girls. We couldn't go outside, and they wouldn't stop bickering and tattling and pouting and "not being each other's friend" and fucking PLAYING WITH WATER OMG. What IS it with playing with water? If there is water or other liquid-like substance (detangler, soap) they will find it and apply it to an inappropriate surface. You can COUNT on that shit. A few times on Saturday and Sunday I actually thought to myself, "This is MISERY! MISERY I SAY! The days are long, and the fucking YEARS are long! I am one water-spill away from that freak-out scene in The Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood!"

Also, I was wicked bitchy to Tosc when he committed the dire sin of waiting for us INSIDE the pool area (we went swimming at the rec center on Saturday for a change of venue), instead of OUTSIDE, where the girls and I were waiting. After I got all four of us showered and changed, I mean. Whatever, I realize this makes no sense. Anyway, the gist is that Tosc and I struggle with crossed wires, because we are both WAY too laid back about plans. I.e., we never make any ahead of time, and fail to follow through on about half of the plans we DO make. Having both been married to Type A Fussypantses, we are both sort of used to Going With the Flow, which results in, well, basically NO flow. (<---hello Hated Words List)

Bah. And, we couldn't do Monday Funday because we had his girls last night. So...Tuesday Boozeday? DENIED, because I am not drinking or eating crap this week (we have our annual bloodwork and fitness assessments on Thursday). Hey, did you know that I relieve stress by eating and drinking? Yeah. True story. That explains the eyelid twitch.