It’s a freaky kind of Friday.

It’s a freaky kind of Friday.

It’s Friday and I love Friday’s (and petunias) !

Usually.

This one, a little weird.

I’m going on about an hour and a half (max) of sleep and feel like im coasting through the morning on auto pilot. I had planned on running in the grocery store after dropping off kids this morning to get all the things (that were on my list) that I didn’t get while I was there yesterday (with list in hand).  This happens way too often.

I went as far as parking and getting out before getting right back in my car and going home to pour another cup of coffee.

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It wasn’t Walmart or I might have just marched right on in. 😉

I think I probably shouldnt even be driving. I feel like I would fail a field sobriety test right now.

Today is a tough and bittersweet day for our family.  It would be a really good day to be one of these boogers. Their only concerns are eating, sleeping, being everywhere I am at all times, and thunder. Bella is freakishly terrified of thunder. Any advice on this?

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I received several messages wanting to know where my coffee cup came from in my last post so I wanted to share in case anyone else was wondering. Walmart! Dark roots and no makeup not included.

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A positive that will come out of this day is pizza and Live PD. Without fail we have pizza every Friday night and if you aren’t watching Live PD then what are you doing?  Seriously, watch it! And if you like it (which you will) it’s on Saturday nights too!

You all just realized how lame my weekends really are.

I hope your Friday is awesome!

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