Just keep randoming...

Crazy week here as we wind down the school year and get ready for final exams next week. I kind of made that sound like I was doing some studying, or at the very least somebody was. I think their vacations have already started; and, between the son's AP exams and the daughter's common core nonsense I can see why they have assumed the summer position. Basically, my work is to make sure the teachers receive some homemade chocolate chip cookies. I am not saying that such a token is commensurate to the gratitude we would like to show them, but people like cookies so we are going with that. Plus, bottles of booze in the teenagers' backpacks seems like a bad idea. 

My first thought was to complain that my husband is away this week and missing out on all of the merriment, but then I remembered what he would actually contribute to the situation...another mouth to feed and more dirty laundry in my line of sight. I will get through the extra chauffeuring duties taking me out of the house at 7:00 a.m. so that four other people's houses can get cleaned while my own cries out from neglect. (I ran the dishwasher in an attempt to show some love.) Yes, instead of bemoaning the husband's absence, I have opted for a very unstylish hairdo that is working with the humidity, nothing fancy for dinners and showers for me being optional. Yes, I have sent sexy so far away it may never return.

Maybe this will help?

I could have bought myself this item, and played it to my heart's content every evening...

...I hit enough keys at the store to embarrass a teenage boy...go figure! I didn't even get to the vomit sounds.

I could go to a friend's house and eat whatever candy I found...

...hmmm, maybe not.

This candy was no more appealing quite honestly...

..."all natural", eh? Do the words "cream cheese flavored white chocolate" sound natural to you? Wait, does "red velvet" even sound natural based on the amount of food coloring it takes to achieve? 

Gotta go do something...probably ought to start with a list...I hope I can remember what to put on it...

p.s. While brewing up Taco Tuesday, and catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I feel that I must admit that this week really isn't much different than any other week in terms of both meal options and appearance. There, I feel better now. (Or do I feel worse?)