Wednesday's Wrandom Wrambling

Oh dude......So much rolling around in my head and I can't process any of it.

It's been two weeks since we did any kind of serious grocery shopping.  I think the boys are staging a coup.

I wish they would.  I want someone else to come up with something creative.  Sure, I'm happy having tacos every single night, but I get tired of their rolling eyes.

I let myself get puppy hungry.  Baaaaaad.  Shouldn't have let my self go down that path.  "danger will robinson - danger!" (picture in my best robot move)

I have some serious robot dancing skills.  Although lately, the instructor hasn't been playing my song.

I think I'll take it personal.

My Wednesdays are much different now.  I think I like the change.  I just miss my girls at the gym.  Badly.  Co-dependant much?

My mom and her husband plan on serving a mission in Stockholm at the temple.  Doesn't that mean I automatically get a trip to Europe?

Actually, I wish I were booking a flight to Cancun.  For March.  Week 10.  REALLY.

The Colonel has a chance of scoring some sweet accommodations on base for 'dawg's graduation.  I think the money saved there justifies me and Sissy flying.  I do NOT want to do a 12 hour road trip with a 3 1/2 year old. 

I should decorate for fall.  Should being the operative word.  Prolly won't.  Can't bring myself to get in the mood.

I love diet brown bubbles.   A.LOT.  Like the I want to make out with it love.

That's okay right?  Nothing wrong with that kind of a relationship.....right?

Waiting for the results of my MRI to be posted. 

That could signal the onset of a happy dance and shouting praises out on my front porch......... or the slippery slide into a scene similar to the Hoff drunk on the floor with a big mac in his mouth. 

The second scenario would be ugly.