This week has been interesting. Not only did we spend a lovely evening at home celebrating Valentine’s Day eating enchiladas and watching American Idol, but we also spent Tuesday celebrating SpyDad’s 30th birthday and inspecting the scab from a rather large skin tag I had removed from my back that morning.
I thought it was a mole. It was big. Quite big.
I ended up taking off the entire day on Tuesday, and today I’m having a little dejavu. I’m home because my little GadgetGirl was up all night moaning and consumed with fever. She seems okay now. She’s eating one of SpyDad’s birthday creme horns and making her own little version of Niagra Falls appear from her nose.
Every three minutes, it’s “Momma, bow my nosed!”
For Valentine’s Day, SpyDad bought me an exercise bike. Yes, I really wanted it. For his birthday, I bought him creme horns and a long sleeved Batman t-shirt. I was at a loss. He’s tough to shop for. I also bought a tube of KY. That was his favorite present of all.
I’m sure we’ll find a way to use all the presents at once. Use your imagination on that one.
