#333

Oh. 333. Does that mean something?? Eh, who cares!

Some days, I realize how old I am. Like today. It is Friday night, I have been in my sweats since 6:30 and fighting sleep since 8. Yep, no life. 

But I am totally ok with that. 

This morning, J had a little snippety operation. He is doing good, thanks to the drugs and frozen peas! So he is taking it easy. You know, falling asleep in the middle of reading 'Green Eggs and Ham' and not moving. 

While he was doing his thing, the chicks and I were at MCCW. Which I am so torn about. I really like the ladies there. Well, most of them! I love having the opportunity to talk with like minded ladies while my daughters are playing with kids. But I do not like the fact that we have been meeting since the beginning of September and today was the first time we talked about our book. And we only talked about it for like 20 minutes! If that! 

It drives me crazy. If we are going to study and such, then let's freaking study. If we are going to... Wow, I have no idea what we do. Talk? Not really, because there is always a feeling of needing to do something else. Listen to different priests talk? Even though there are a few that are crazy hard to understand. I have no idea. I am just a little perturbed. 

Oh, I went to the grocery store this afternoon. Big mistake! I was starving. I think I bought a ton of crap, but I am scared to actually look in my kitchen! Mmm orange soda. And candy corn. Spiced cider- the fake powdery kind! Yeah, it was a junky, chemical filled shopping cart. That I will indulge in tomorrow!