Cowboys are playing. It hurts.
Go ahead. Make your jabs and sneers.
I can take it.
Some game, meems?
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I painted half of my living room tonight. I'm bushed.
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Why is it that when you make the decision to paint a room, you have made a commitment as huge as marriage?
I feel like I'm in, you know? No turning back.
OY!
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I also smeared what looks like kitty litter contents on my bedroom wall.
I was trying out a color. It is not good.
I'll probably take a picture so all of you can say, "yeah, that's bad..."
I am to the "I need help" phase of decorating. I am at a stalemate.
DO NOT TELL MY HUSBAND I JUST SAID THAT.
I'll deny it to my death.
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Weird story from school. Let's just say the ol' thing we always joke about as moms. "I've never met a Kindergartner who wasn't potty trained..."
I have to stop saying that. Maybe I'll say 'college freshman' instead...
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I told my sister that it annoys me to read her blog because I have to scroll down to see if there's anything new. It's like opening a present and the bow gets stuck. Man!
Yes, I know how lazy that sounds...
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I feel amazing. Almost 100% again. That's saying something.