Friday, January 28, 2011
Who Has Time To Come Up With A Title?
It's nine-thirty and we're up, dressed, we've eaten our breakfast, cleaned up a poop, fed the chickens, fed leaves to the goats, gotten the paper, and watched about three Elmo videos.
I have made the guest room bed (Mr. Moon made our bed), and I've WASHED THE DISHES!
I AM ON FIRE, Y'ALL!
There are thirty-six unread items in my Google Reader and I haven't answered a comment in days, it seems like.
But I am doing the best I can and right now there's a boy here screaming some word I don't understand and he wants to do something so that's it for me now.
Hey. It's Friday. There will be an adult beverage in my future this evening.
But for now, the bottles all hold milk.
Hope it's a good one for you.