annieology

Oh, that would be me.

I know, who the hell do I think I am?

I love coming home and finding out who has been checking up on me while I’m out.

Hello http://organisingtips.blogspot.com – were you using me as the anti-example?  Whatever the reason, I’m glad you stopped by.

What was I doing out with real people?

It was a church thing where we went to some body’s house and ate lots of good food and hung out and locked the kids in the backyard with a pool (that was being monitored by a lifeguard at all times) and not a trampoline.

I may have a lead on a Spanish Rice recipe.  I’ll keep you posted.

And we talked about God.  And marriage.

I love my marriage.  I love my husband.  I love my God.

And I met someone who was very interested in my worms, and has a housekeeper.  We’re destined to be besties.  Although that may be relationship step jumping.  Assuming we’ll be besties.  But did I mention, she has a pool (that is constantly monitored by a lifeguard) and not a trampoline?   And she likes my worms.   And lives next door to my other bestie?

On the way home the Princess played the “if you really loved me card”.   I sense trouble on the horizon with that young one.  She wanted a glow bracelet when we got home.  I told her she was going to bed.  She said “I thought you loved me”.   Well, I did.

If she only knew the havoc that has been wreaked by our love for her.

And I’ve been up 18 hours.  Hubby snuck out of the house this morning before 6:00 a.m. to go to Bible study.  The boys heard.  They woke up their sister.  They were trying to figure out the tv.  Then they started yelling at each other to “shut up or you’ll wake up mom”.

Isn’t it ironic?  Doncha think?

I know, I’m still here.  Have to finish my Coke.  Yes, I drink Coke at midnight.

Now, I’m done.  Good night, or good morning or good afternoon.

Sexy Sadie, my real life bestie got herself a blog.  Put down the coffee and get on over there.  She makes me PIMP, (I don’t know if that’s taken yet, but it’s Pee In My Pants.)  Let’s start using it shall we?

My bestest bestie from my hometown found me last week on Facebook.  I have missed her horribly.  Taken from me by the bastards, Time and Circumstance, but social networking has returned her to me.  For that Facebook, I heart u.

Because there may still be some outstanding warrants on the pair of us (just kidding, kind of) I will dub her Sadie, cuz it’s sexy and wild like she is.  (and she picked it, and it’s perfect).

I met Sadie at church.  I don’t recall how we became super besties, but we did.   There were very few times when we were together where I wasn’t in danger of wetting myself.  We always roomed together on our getaways, and probably drove our poor hosts insane with our constant giggling and inside jokes.  Things were great with us, and luckily we had different taste in boys.  My taste in boys being her brother and I think she went to prom with my brother, but those are stories for a different day.

But for the first time in years, I cannot wait to go home.