I got a phone call not minutes after Tony left for work this afternoon from, Tony, to tell me he backed in to the Escalade that was parked behind the truck. Boo hoo! Literally!! He quickly promised to fix it ASAP. We'll see.

While wiping Roey's bottom today she told me "sometimes when I poop I have to make a mad face... cause sometimes I can't get my poopies out". Allrighty then!

alright clearly I wasn't thinking straight, my apologies to my really great friends- who obviously care!

It should have read something like this:

I'm severely depressed we missed our flight and cried a lot. Too bad I don't have psychic friends (mind reading would have worked too) because they are so awesome they would have taken me out anywhere to cheer me up.