RIP Buckey Balls

12-14-12

Panda was born 26 years ago tomorrow. I miss that dog.

Hello my wonderful Friday! It is so nice to be in your presence. I am hoping you are kind to me. Feel free to go by quickly as I am anxious to have a couple of days off.

My shopping adventures tomorrow will need to take me over to a place like Game Stop. I want to find Bobby a couple of games for the Wii. I think with these games, I will also need to start coming up with a reward system to allow him time to play them.

I did some cleaning yesterday, which was long overdue. I am hoping to accomplish more on Sunday in the form of laundry. Apparently Ken is gone all day on that day.

I am playing in the app store this morning. Some of the best games I can get for the boys are all free. Plus, there are enough games that actually allow me to zone out. I am not ashamed to say I sometimes hang out in the bathroom much longer than I need to and play a couple of games just so I don’t have to go back to my desk.

Said app browsing has also created a video of the boys pasted on dancing elves who are grooving to some crappy hip hop. Yeah, Friday needs to be over.

I get my bonus today. I am excited. It is the money I am using for this shopping spree planned for tomorrow. I think one of my other purchases will be another bra. I know you are not supposed to buy for yourself when it is December, but this seems like an ok thing to do.

There is some kind of a potluck at work next Friday I think. I really don’t want to participate, but I also feel I really need to suck it up. Sigh. I hate office politics.

Bobby comes running in the house randomly last night in the midst of his killing games with his friends and places a peanut on my desk. He looks at me and says, “You’re a nut, mom!” and promptly runs out giggling. Yeah, that kid is a clown. Clearly the joke book we got for him was a good purchase.

I was involved in way too much waste management yesterday. I removed what felt like 30 pounds of pee contained in Dax’s nigtimes in the trash in their room. I also cleaned out every cat pan. I delegated the dog poop pickup.

Perhaps dangerous toys are truly just ways to weed out the stupid kids early so they don’t become stupid adults. 

I am a little concerned about my photo searching. I typed in "thin the herd" on Google and a picture of Bambi came up.