Crazy and Not So Crazy Random Thoughts
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“Mommy, tonight can we do that thing we did when our cousin was here a long time ago?” Baby Twinkie asked.
“What thing?” I responded, scared of what he might be asking. With Baby Twinkie, you just NEVER know.
“You knowwwwwww…. Where we put a blanket on the floor and you let us eat in the family room and we watch a movie and eat snacks.”
Relieved he didn’t say something like fly to the moon, or toilet paper the mayor’s house, I exclaimed, “Oooooh! You mean an indoor picnic. Yeah, I guess we could do that.”
My thoughts immediately focused on the pile of laundry that needed to folded, the bathrooms that needed to be cleaned, the dishes that needed to washed, the floors that needed to be swept, the bedrooms that needed to be burned to the ground because YES they are THAT dirty. Then I took a deep breath and sighed with relief that I had yet another excuse to put it all off another day!
So we picked up some "Hot and Ready" at Little Caesars.
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We got some drinks and snacks at the Dollar Tree Store.
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The Baby Twinkies picked up some glow sticks, because no picnic/rave is perfect without a proper light show.
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And we sat down and watched a movie while the laundry sat there feeling a tad bit neglected. Of course the socks were delighted with the movie choice. And the blankets were just happy they were included. The shirts weren't too thrilled. But the shirts are snobby anyways.
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I know what you might be thinking! "handle your housechores, woman." But I mean, come on... how can you say, "NO" to these little faces!
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