Over It

So, I just spent the last 2 1/2 hrs standing on one foot cleaning out my closet. You ever try to do any kind of chore on one foot? It's a bitch. And my bad foot is now asleep and swollen....which is also a bitch. I'm so over it. So over not driving, not walking, rolling around in an office chair, hunching over crutches...oh and did I mention how hard it is to go potty while balancing on one foot? Oh, and sex?....pffftttt....hate to see that footage on film....

So, no, I'm not going out with Nancy and Foti...I refuse to until he shows up to my house with a God damned peanut buster parfait AND figures out how to make it fat free. No in-laws because my hubby had to go to work at the last minute...one kid is at a sleep over and the action packed one is still here.....needless to say, I am going to dive myself into a large Diet Coke over crushed ice...I may even throw a lime in it, need to get my daily fruit serving somehow.

"Action Packed" is pretending to be twisting a hula hoop...she's really got some moves....if I got her a pole, she could have a career.....did I mention she's 5? I'm going to hell for that comment....I just typed my daughter has the moves to be a stripper....WTF?