I am SOO over this summer. How long is this stupid season going to go on? I know it's my own fault. It all sounded good, keeping the kids busy all summer. But Mommy is tired. Mommy just wants to be at home, with the dog curled on my lap and a good book in hand. That's all.
Instead, I'm at my mother's, on the last leg of this summer vacation. To Utah for a wedding. Now, if you're like me and aren't very good at geography. This involves crossing Nevada and a few middle-of-nowhere towns with motels that consider a bar of soap too expensive of an amenity.
A TOY STORY 3 commercial just came on, now I feel all guilty and want to cry that my babies are growing up. Back to complaining. (I'm so good at it!)
I'm here dropping off the dog at my mom's. She's dog-sitting her grand doggy, and it was nice to have a respite with lovely bathtubs before taking off for the desert. And motels. To make matters worse, my shallow magazines didn't even arrive in time, so I have to read actual books in the bathtub.
Oh my mom is reading "Turn of Mind" -- has anyone read it? Sounds uber good. Might be a little murdery for me. I'll let you know. Anyway, if you're at home, cuddle up for me and be grateful.