Placing My Order

So, if you're anyone to me you know my Mom and Dad came home from Florida yesterday. Even though I am a brilliant chef of many gourmet meals (Mom...stop laughing) I am very much so looking forward to having Mom's Home-Cooked Goodness. I mean come on.. who doesn't love their Mom's food better than their own?
I would like to place my order for the week as follows, giving Mom a "rest" day today (Monday) She's had a long trip you know..

Tuesday: Roast Beef with gravy and home-baked bread
Wednesday: Roasted pork tenderloin on the grill with red potatoes
Thursday: London Broil done medium with butter and onion perogies
Friday: Pork Roast with mashed potatoes, gravy, crescent rolls, and green beans
Saturday: BBQ chicken on the grill

**Subject to change depending on how I am feeling that particular day**

TGIF

This phrase really never meant anything to me while working the restaurant scene (since Friday was ALWAYS the get weeded off your ass night). However, now that I officially have the weekends "off" ,by 12:35 the countdown to 10 year old freedom begins. Don't get me wrong I LOVE my job, but this year's kids are... exhausting. By Friday you're pushing them out the door while their still screaming "But Mrs. Pliska! I don't have my backpack!"
"Never mind the backpack. The bus is leaving and you need to be on it!"

By the way, thank goodness it's FRIDAY

Things that suck...

- Spaghetti in the toaster
- Dogs rolling in a fresh dead woodchuck
- Knowing I have less than 2 years to get a Masters Degree
- Knowing I have no way to pay for the security of keeping my job
- Collin bringing me the empty-but-not-empty-5-minutes-ago bowl from Logan's potty

1...2...3...4...?

Logan does the BEST job at counting to 5! So good in fact, the sleep deprived gitty adults made him "work" for his ice cream by counting to 5 like 8 times. Click here to......... see why.

Diggin for gold... boogers

Aunt Kim made him do it...