Okay, so first? Those fangs? For REAL? BigBadBrad lost a few sanity points in my book handing a rose over to Fangy McFangerson. Whaaaa? But then he took his shirt off and won back ALL his points. And MORE points, too. And if you aren't watching the Bachelor (SISTER ANNE I'M LOOKING AT YOU), be prepared, it will probably be a frequent topic 'round these parts the next few months and you'll probably be all "what? What's she talking about? WHY don't I watch this amazingly awesome piece of television artistry? :::cry:::" You'll only have yourself to blame!
Next topic. Tuesday. Nap time. I had the best of intentions, I swear I did! I was going to pay bills, then make a healthy sandwich, then clean up my kitchen, then pull an armload of laundry off the laundry heap and get them into the wash. (We were without water to our laundry room for the better part of this week so the laundry mound is approximately three point five toddlers high.) I was then going to get all Martha-ish and work on the lamp renovation I've had planned for V's lamp since, like, September. Then, to round out my remaining 2.2 seconds of nap time, I was going to put my feet up and chip away at the book I'm supposed to be reading for the book club I have been invited to (YAY, me! An invite! Friends!)
Instead. Tuesday. Nap time. I scrummaged through the fridge for something caffeinated and ended up pulling out a container of leftover cocktail weenies and eating every last one of them. Then I ate a bunch of Tums because it turns out cocktail weenies? They make my heart BURN. Then I picked up my iPhone (aka, the iTimeSuckerOfTheCENTURY) only meaning to check for missed calls, and accidentally opened Words With Friends and playing catch up in a few battles I'd thought long lost (thank you, thank you, "PRILL", TL + TW!) Then since I was already wasting time, I downloaded a new app called Instagram (thanks, MMT!) and had way too much fun with this not-even-in-focus picture I grabbed of baby Vivi, who I can only call baby Vivi for like one more month before she's TODDLER Vivi, which is just about the most ridiculously unfathomable thing EVER, isn't it?
Then, I came to my blog and wasted more time blabbering on about nothing at all and losing half of my remaining 4 readers when I bored them to tears. Then my babies woke up. The End!