The challenge here is I have no idea which chick is going to wake up each day: the relatively happy, calm mother who more or less plows through the poop and the crumbs and the shrieks, or the impatient, teary harridan who cuts off her children mid-sentence while she obsesses over new ways to escape.
Is this what a certified nutcase looks like?
Luckily today was a good day. Suddenly I have some things to look forward to (I know, I know, as if I didn't already): PVT has been plotting a spring break getaway and our annual trip to the Motherland. Amazing what having something to daydream about in the middle of a gray winter - both literally and figuratively, I mean there - can do for one's outlook.
And so you don't write my little corner of the interwebs off as the new hub of manic-depressiveness, a little spring fling for you:
Apparently this little dollop is one of the many treats in Nordstrom's Spring Lookbook, which my MOTHER has received (she spends about $8 at Nordstrom annually, so WTF?) but I have not. So my receipt of this Lookbook is also fervently anticipated.
Spring is just around the corner, now, isn't it.
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