...but I really, really want to take the kids to get ice cream and call it dinner. Because I'm tired and have a yucky cold and I had to take a precious hour out of the six allotted to me per week without kids to drive my husband to work (hear me whiiiiiine).
I'm really glad it's Thursday. This is the last night of homework for the week and I am really starting to hate supervising homework. Especially when my nose is running and I have a headache and I'm just dragging, the last thing I want to do is listen to two kids complain about doing a couple of math problems and a word search.
Tomorrow, a friend is coming over for dinner and them I'm blowing this popstand to go to Napa and do spa activities, hit a wine tasting, maybe do a bit of window shopping, and relax without small people who don't give a damn about the state of my health.
I just hope they don't tie up their father and burn down the house while I'm gone. That would be a bummer.