ROBIEWANKENOBIE

my poor poor husband. he is working his everloving ass off...honestly, when he gets home tonight i'm going to check because i fully expect that it has disappeared...this week. there was the working on sunday followed by a ten hour monday and a twelve hour tuesday topped off by an overnight and a whopping fifteen hour thursday. the best part? they didn't fill him in on any of this fun stuff until about an hour before he was to leave work. surprises! awesome! we love surprises!

mr8 has been particularly onery this week. my guess is that the awesome! surprises! have not been fun for him. we're going to separate the kids again in hopes that it will give mr8 the privacy that he needs right now with the added benefit that he might not wake up his brother at FOUR O'CLOCK IN THE MOTHERFUCKING MORNING to play really fun games while his mother sleeps. surprises! awesome! please wake me up at four 'o clock in the morning so that i can join in the fun.

i may possibly have skipped homework a few days this week because i'm trying really hard to be extra extra sweet all the while being very firm and holy high hell this is a delicate balance and can you tell how stressed i am by my terse sentences but i really tried hard to be a parent of sweetness and light this week and one of the reasons that i succeeded is that i decided homework was not worth the angst so sue me the end.

also? i almost walked off the floor at the coffee shop this week. do you know how hard it is to get me to that point? it wasn't a customer that brought me to the brink, either. ::cough:: i emailed my old boss and promised him $50,000 and a pony if he would help me find a big girl job. he said that he was on it like white on rice. if it weren't talk like a pirate day tomorrow, and a guaranteed theme night, i would call in, i swear i would, with a bad case of weltshmertz. because if i'm not weltshertzian right now? well i don't know what i am.

mr6's teacher also pointed out a lump on the kid's neck the size of a small continent. i swear i'm not exaggerating. we went to the doctor and then had some blood taken. got the results today and it seems to be a residual lymph node overreaction to a virus. silly lymph node. thank goodness that my week has been calm in every other respect. because a kid with a neck lump? so not stressful. i remained a composed lady throughout the day and did not freak out like i wanted to. it's not cool for little guys see their mamas lose their shit waiting for test results, no?

so, theLeon returns tonight. i am going to cook him his favorite meal of all time (i could eat it every day until i die!), and then leave the squirrely ones. i shall go off in search of ladybug stripper shoes at the local target. or dorothy stripper shoes. i won't wear them to strip, of course, i'll just wear them because that's how i roll. also? i am considering a movie. but i might just pick up something festive from the lb and have cocktails with theLeon.