please forgive me.
I have been childless for 2 nights. and let me tell you, you think of all the things you will get done when you have a minute to yourself and various other dreams, but when that minute to yourself comes...you don't know what to do. at least I don't. not for 2 nights. One night a week is good, get my bearings, miss 'em a bit, be ready to roll when they get back. 2 nights and I feel like my hands have been cut off. (that might be a bit dramatic....maybe)
I'm ready for their return now. I've even planned what we'll have for supper tomorrow night. (sad huh?)
Good Lord help all of you if I'm still blogging when college comes.