Let me get this off of my chest.
I have had pizza for lunch for the past THREE days. Ugh. And every time I eat three pieces - one cold while I'm waiting for the other two to warm up in the microwave. I just don't know what I'm going to do when I quit nursing.
Anyway, I just had to tell you that. Not because I feel guilty (because really, I don't), just because I felt like it. There. All done.
I did, however, throw away the remaining three slices that were hanging around in the fridge. So tomorrow's lunch will be something healthier. Something that can fit in a brown bag since we're going to see Dinosaurs Alive! tomorrow at the Museum Center. [Yay! Field trip!]
And, you should know that the new light fixture went up in The Mint Room last night. B and my dad assembled and hung it from the ceiling, and - praise God - it was still hanging there this morning. I'm still a long way off from finishing the room, but at least I know it'll be done in the next 29 days since our *First Houseguests* are coming on the 29th of May.
Well, the weather is blah, Baby B is snoozling, B is at a coal conference in Lex, and I'm catching up on laundry since clothing is not optional at The Lakehouse, where we're spending the weekend.
Lastly, sometimes I do Baby B's hair up in a fauxhawk after his bath. Apparently, he slept on the left side of his head overnight and woke up with an off-center fauxhawk. Tell me this isn't the cutest little head of baby hair that you've ever seen? Love him.