oh screw it

I have been brewing and stewing just waiting for Stephie (or as my husband calls her, Daniel Boone, because of her hair) to call. I have fantasies of letting her know just where I stand on the subject of being a SAHM! but the bitch is snubbing me! Snubbing me! She can't dump me, I dump her!
Ya, so, like, I'm pretty cool with the whole thing.

My kids have been sick as pups. Vomiting on me sick. I had to take one in to the emerg. and the nurse (or the waitress and I now like to refer to her as) put us in a room with a dirty sheet on the bed, and a dirty tongue depressor on the dirty sheet. eeeewwww. Of course being the bad mum that I am, I forgot to bring a change of clothes for us. So we sat, all pukey and smelling fine, on the dirty sheet and waited for an hour for the doctor to come in and tell me she has a cold. Personally, I don't VOMIT EVERYWHERE WHEN I HAVE A COLD, DO YOU DR. DUMBASS? I shouldn't wait until bedtime to take these trips but nevermind.

I bought the new People Magazine with Julia Roberts on the front. I just had to see what her life with twins is like compared to mine. Pretty much the same except I have no nannies and am emotionally, physically and mentally exhausted 98.7% of the time and she is radiant and does pilates. So pretty close.

Well, that is my update. No news on the family feud which is disappointing.