Worst Part of the Day - Note to self - do not get the grass fertilized and the carpets done on the SAME FREAKIN' DAY!! In fact, only get the carpets done if you have no children and no dog. What is the point? Or maybe if you can ship said children and dog somewheres - OH it was a frustrating day. And a LOT of television which made me feel VERY guilty. It's just that when IMP woke up from his nap, SB slept for another hour plus and WE WERE STUCK IN TWO ROOMS IN THE HOUSE. And it was tough keeping him out of his play room. Blech. And the poor dog was soooo confused - "why can't I lay where I lay every day?" Well because I just paid some ca$h to get the stains out of where you lay every day friend.
Best Part of the Day - I'd have to say the grilled chicken salads I made for dinner. I said "these are as good as the 9's" (a local yokel chain in NE) and Erik declared "these are BETTER!" And he is not an effusive young man.
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