I am so grouchy today. My sleep last night was CRAPPY, and I am barely being able to speak nicely to my family.
I would just prefer saying nothing to my kids that isn't absolutely necessary. Radio silence. Need to know. Repeating myself may get you killed. And (of course) kids need you to repeat yourself forty-five times. Argh!
Sooooo. That's it. Sorry Sarah and Liz. My life may seem glamorous from the outside, but I have nothing of substance to report. I'll probably come over to one of YOUR houses. Liz has roast, but Sarah has crappy WalMart cookies...
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When I don't get enough sleep I turn into a scary monster. I know how you feel.
OMG -- crappy WalmMart cookies. Screw roast. In fact, I HATE roast. HATE. It is the only food in the whole world that I hate like that... but my hate for roast runs long and deep.
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