hi guys, been in the torture chamber. smoke hanging out of my mouth, croc. tears running down my poor little cheeks. Son comes in and says "OHH your making chocolate chip cookies ?" I said Nope, that one fell in the floor. eat up. after i made dinner they decided they liked seeing me in there . son wouldnt eat it and talked me into microwaving something for him, DH wants to know when I am going to make that roll of cookie dough and then son is hollering brownies. get er done !!! so GS has cookies on one side of him brownies on the other and askes me for ice cream. LOL why not. he then wanted to know whos birthday it was and stated he is never going home. I got news for that little brat. he is going tomorrow. mama misses him.
my white polish is no longer white. she is orange. leftovers. haha