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I Get Delirious

This weekend was such a LONG freakin' weekend. We had the boy's birthday, Dragon-Con Parade (which wasn't as bad as I thought it would be) and the Drive Invasion. Despite not gettin' off the couch yesterday, I think I've fallen asleep twice while typin' this. Maybe the sleeping pill I took last night still hasn't worn off or maybe I'm just old.....nothin' a triple pumpkin spiced latte won't fix right? Wrong.

When I got in my car this mornin' to take the girl to school, there was a penis straw sittin' on my dash that Jeremy had found in my car from a bachelorette party I'd been to. What a nice surprise on this fine Tuesday morning. I thought I'd gotten rid of it last week after the girl found it in the backseat and asked what it was. Uhhhh, uhhhh......"It's a Halloween straw that's supposed to look like one of Frankenstein's gnarly fingers". She believed me. Yeah, it was TOTALLY one of frankenstein's fingers....."knuckles" and all. I'm glad I haven't shown her "the book" yet. You know....the one with all the life altering cartoon drawings of parts. If I'd already done that, I'd had a lot of splainin' to do.
After I dropped the girl off at school, I came back and ended up lockin' my purse in the car. My purse that has both sets of my keys. I just kinda stood there for a minute....staring at the door willing the lock to pop up. When that didn't work, I figured it was god's way of tellin' me I didn't need to go to work today. Then I thought better of it and called Jeremy to come rescue me. I need my days off for the swine flu.

This past weekend was really, really freakin' awesome. The kids had a BLAST at the parade, the boy was super stoked about his birthday gifts, I'm still pickin' black boogers outta my nose from the burnouts Sunday night and I'm still tired.....damn fine weekend, damn fine.

I'll post pictures over the next couple days. Right now I think my brain would explode if I tried.

Ok....'til tomorrow.

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Yer getting too old for all that. Take a nap

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