Kittens, I’m not going to lie. This may not be the most exciting Zolligirl post you’ve ever read. Well, after yesterday’s bridge post, anything would seem boring, but this is pretty bad. I blame my daughter.
Last night, as we were heading to bed, she reminded me to PLEASE stay in bed in the morning. See, I have this “Breakfast in Bed” coupon that has been hanging around since Mother’s Day and she REALLY wanted me to use it before school started. So I stayed in bed like a good mom. And waited. And waited. Turns out the kid sleeps late. So I read a book until she FINALLY got up and coerced her dad into cooking me eggs and toast at around 10:30.
Along with the breakfast, they brought me my laptop, and this is where it gets sad and pathetic. Since breakfast in bed was so good, why not lunch? Yes, Kittens, I stayed in bed, WORKING and eating, until 3:30.
And then I stomped around the house wondering why I had gained so much weight.
Then I made a crumb cake to take to bridge. The end.
(Check back tomorrow when I may actually shower and walk to the mailbox. Emphasis on MAY.)