I used to love Mondays. I used to love the promise of a new week- it was like being granted a Do Over day that allowed you to determine the kind of turn your week would take. And then I would step out of bed and remember how much Mondays suck. Especially if the Sunday before was particularly wonderful and summery.
Do any of you watch Revenge? I understand I’m way late to jump on this scandalous bandwagon but good lord, I cannot stop watching. I finished season 1 in a little over one week which says a lot about how much I neglected my children in exchange for a little extra free time to stream.
I’m kidding, mostly, but I will say that in this last week those M boys sure learned to settle disputes between themselves.
Back to Revenge, OHMYGOD I AM OBSESSED. The kind of obsessed that stays awake until 1 and 2 in the morning just to squeeze in an extra episode or three. I can’t hang anymore. My children have sucked any ounce of cool “let’s stay up until 2am and hang”-ness out of me so the sole fact that I stayed up this last for multiple nights on end says a lot. As does the four cups of coffee that I am averaging per day.
As for Emily Thorne and Victoria Greyson’s wardrobe? I would like it all. Tomorrow.
I am addicted to eBay. I tend to go through these spurts when I’m all, “ew, I would never buy something on eBay” and then I come across a fantastic deal on overpriced children’s shoes, a handbag or perhaps even a pair of vintage women’s shorts and I’m all “eBay me all the things!”
Speaking of shopping, I swear I unsubscribe from at least 8-10 email listings per day and I still manage to wake up to sale emails tempting me. This would explain the packages that tend to arrive on our porch as I’m left scratching my head as to how they got here. Sleep-shopping is a real thing, friends. A real and dangerous thing.
I need to write a post filled with all of the hilarious things Carter is saying. He leaves me in stitches multiple times throughout the day whether it’s a funny way of pronouncing a word or one of his true “Carter-isms” and I know by next week he will correct his pronunciation and the words will never sound like that again so I need to write them down now because he’s growing up too fast and before I know it he’ll be off to college and too cool to say things on command like, “I want to wide my moco-cicle all the lib long day.”
I’ve been in New Jersey these past few days and I swear it gets harder and harder to leave the longer I stay. Thankfully my boss doesn’t mind my temporary leave of absence from Maryland but I’m thinking of starting a petition to grant us a move back to Pennsylvania. Something about the four and a half hour ride home that makes me want to gauge my eyes out with Lego and if we just moved back to Pennsylvania we’d be half of the way closer. And let’s face it, Pennsylvania is > than Maryland any day.
Did you have a good weekend? Are you already counting down the minutes until Friday like I am? If you need me, I’ll be drowning myself in my third mug of coffee and duct taping the boys to the floor so that I can begin season 2 of Revenge. Points for honesty?
Happy Sucky Day After Sunday, friends.