Lying in my own slothy filth, and lovin' it


So Dee has left for camp for a week. And Em leaves Monday for a week to yet another camp. Yes, again. Clearly, I try my hardest to see the kids as little as possible during the summer.

This means I have almost 5 days of absolute freedom, whereby I can lie in my own sloth, pig out on nothing but Nanaimo bars, Cheetos, and margaritas. I might shower, but chances are better that I won't.

In other news,




* You should read this if you haven't already, because I'm actually not complaining for a change. I know!

* Y'all, I get Mother of the Year Award, and it is well deserved. Word.

Comments

Shieldmaiden96 said…
I got 72 hours because the husband went to a NASCAR race with his dad. I'm not sure what I'd do with five whole days. The last two have been braless and filled with Indie documentaries and cheese quesadillas. Today I don't intend to do anything more ambitious than my nails, though I may fold some laundry during my planned long natter on the phone with my mom. There will be wine.
August 8, 2010 at 1:07 PM
ReformingGeek said…
Oh my, my. I came here for my Mary sunshine fix and all I get is a couple of moons.

Sheesh.
August 8, 2010 at 8:30 PM
Anonymous said…
Have a wonderful "me" time - we all deserve it!
August 9, 2010 at 2:12 AM
Unknown said…
Sounds like a plan to me.
August 9, 2010 at 9:11 AM
ShanaM said…
Camp is the BEST thing for kids!!

Marissa has been gone for over 4 weeks in B.C. I have another 2 weeks of almost quiet!!
August 10, 2010 at 8:14 AM
meleah rebeccah said…
Yeah, as a fellow parent, I have to admit, there is NOTHING like a fee child-free days!
August 10, 2010 at 2:02 PM
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