I dreamed I wrote a post on here. I also had a dream where I was having some sort of twitter disagreement with people who probably don’t know I exist – not that they’re famous or anything, I just don’t do anything to make me famous and therefore open to be poked at by people who like to poke at other people for being themselves.
That sort of poking is not the same sort of poking that goes on over there on Facebook. That sort of poking seems kinda pervy, which is why I like it so much. Not that I do it. No, not me. I am innocent and angelic dammit.
There is a post brewing in this noggin. The babies, who aren’t really babies at all, turned 2 yesterday. To celebrate James and I hung sheet rock. Ahem. Oh, come on, we’re not *that* mean. We had cake and stuff the day before.
Speaking of dreams… the 5 of us that are currently in this here house are in need of a nap. We’re all still trying to catch up on some much needed sleep after kicking ass on the house this weekend – which was an extra long weekend thanks to 2 extra days off and then that other extra day off. Needless to say, I am pooped and James is starting to work 12 hour days – which really means he’ll be gone for 14 hours a day since the work is an hour away…. not that I am complaining or anything – we do need the money.
Money is rather annoying in that sense.
Did I mention the triplets are 2? Holy crap it doesn’t feel like it’s been that long. OK, sometimes it does, but they are growing up. Weep. No more babies. Wah. Although they are fully convinced they will fall into the toilet every time I put them on it. (they demand, I give in. I am a sucker.)
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Happy 2 to your 3!