So, I hope that y'all know I'm not ignoring Inklings, and I haven't abandoned it.
The move is at the end of the week, movers will be here tomorrow, and I'm purely exhausted. In between packing, cleaning, sorting, etc, I manage to jump on my mom groups for a second (it's an addiction I can't stop right now... it's my daily dose of drama that I'm not in, but can sit back and laugh my ass off at it), and pass out for an hour or so nap to recharge my battery.
I'm seriously heading to the doctor when I get to Arizona. I know I'm under stress, but I'm 99% sure I've got hypothyroidism. We'll see in a few weeks.
So, know that I love y'all, that if I do jump online real quick to post some craziness or do an update, it's on the Inklings facebook page. (We have over 400 people over there now- Inklings is growing!!)
It's funny, though. When I get an idea for a blog post, I do manage to pull up my computer, type a few words to get the idea out of my head, hit 'save' and then keep on with whatever I was doing. So, when things calm down, and this move is behind me, I do have some hella good posts planned.
Keep voting daily please, if you don't mind, even if there isn't a blog post. If we fall out of the top 25 because I was moving, I'll be a sad turtle.
I'll leave y'all with a quick few Tatted Mom tidbits to ponder...
Fun Game to Play with School Aged Kids: While they are watching TV or playing video games, stick your finger in their ear and say, 'Hey, there's something in your ear.' When they reply 'What?', yell out, 'My FINGER!!' It's amusing.
Appropriate Answer to Any Question Nowadays: Zombies. 'What does this weird rash look like?' 'Zombie bite'. 'Why is my kid acting weird?' 'Bitten by a zombie.'
What does a bucket of mildewed Legos, bleach, a bathtub, a colander, towels, and New Kids on the Block bed sheets all have in common? An hour of my life on a Monday night that led to my lower back giving out, that's what. But hey, now the Legos that were all funky are now clean and sanitized (and dried out so this doesn't happen again.)
Guess what's happening to me in 3 days? I get laid!!! Maybe I'll quit being such a bitch then, huh? Ha! I now, that's a good joke...