The Boy has pneumonia.
It's amazing what a difference eight hours of sleep can make.
Sometimes what other women think of women scares me.
The rodeo is way cool, even if you have to stand to watch it.
Websites that look like they have current information - but don't - suck big time.
Today we hung out at the Galleria and Oldest Daughter and I had makeovers at the Body Shop. She asked for a smoky glamorous eye and it looked like this:
Husband said it was too much for an 11-year-old. We reminded him that Oldest Daughter is 16. He is in denial.
We came home and watched The Prince and Me 2. We wanted to wear tiaras while we watched it but I was fresh out.
More when it's not after midnight and the house isn't a total wreck.