Nothing. Just Nothing.

I've got nothing.

I feel sleepy, but here I am at work. Miss Priss is playing sick again and I have to call the school.

This is getting out of hand and I have to surrender. Something, clearly, is (has) changed my kid. I think it's time to call in the "village."

Updates later if something new pops up.

There are days when I wish nothing would pop. Up or down.

Post Toastie

That's me - I seem to be doing more than I planned this week, so I am not being a good poster.

Oh well, it happens to the best of us from time to time.

This is tax-free weekend in Texas on clothing and school-related items. I don't know if you have these in your state, but it turns into a darned zoo! The bad thing is this is the weekend I coerced my daughter into going school clothes shopping.

Her schedule is so booked with her many social activities (read: "chilling" with her friends), that I have to get a commitment from her in advance and this is the weekend she picked. Who knew?

Pray for me... we're going to the mall with a gazillion other people tomorrow.

That, on top of missing lots of sleep (thank you, Olympics) is why I am a Post Toastie!