So, the computer came so I can now write the cookbook.
Crap. Now I'm actually expected to write the damn thing. Oh, fuck, what did I get myself into? It's not like I don't already have a bazillion and one things to do in a day. Internet, what were you thinking, supporting me in such a ridiculous idea?
But now the boys are totally screwed, as I can now work upstairs and keep a constant eye and ear on their demonic hineys. Mwahahahahahahaha.
And just so we are All Clear, I did not pick my computer based on the pretty blue lights. No, not at all. I don't know why you'd have such a silly idea anyway. Additionally, I am not using it as a glorified radio, despite the fact that it is constantly streaming music and the boys are currently dancing to said music.
Yesterday was Mother's Day, and it was exactly what I needed. I've been a Debbie Downer lately, totally overwhelmed with life and all the damn little details. It was nice to have a day were I didn't have to do jack unless I wanted to.
The day started with watering the garden...
Apparently, I haven't been watering Griffin enough to help him grow. He told me I was "slacking."
It continued with running errands for the family All By Myself, making guacamole for lunch and forcing Aaron to make dinner.
The haute couture of Mother's Day gift wrapping is decorated brown paper bags (so pretty, so when I hyperventilate next I'll be doing it in style). Didn't you get the memo?
And I received lots of beautiful art projects...
... Including paper towel art.
I had to purchase my own Mother's Day gifts from the boys, which annoyed (and continues to annoy) the hell out of me, but I did do a good job...
Griffin got me a robot charm for my charm bracelet.
And Darwin got me a garden gnome charm for my charm bracelet.
Aaron got me a gift ALL BY HIMSELF, my favorite warm-weather candle (I have a favorite cold-weather candle as well, because different seasons call for different scents).
So, all in all a pretty good day.