I am thankful that school is almost out. I’m sick of getting up at the ass crack of 7AM. First thing those kids are going to learn this summer is to make their own breakfast.
I am thankful that there’s no more homework. I was getting ready to reserve a room over at Butler. I’m glad Maizie hasn’t figured out that her diorama is really a huge homework assignment. If she does, you’ll hear the screams at your house. (It will most likely be me trying to get her to get it done.)
I am thankful that Stella has so much ambition that she was furious that she didn’t have to make a diorama. So what is a girl to do? Make her own; she started her own project. If you see her and there is still marker ALL OVER her hands and arms, it’s because her diodrama is still a work in progress.
I am so thankful my kids love the sound of my voice. That must be the reason why they want me to repeat everything countless times.
I am thankful for the Real Housewives. My Sunday and Monday nights are filled with hypocrites and liars that don’t have anything to do with me. Really, who wants to wear tight dresses all the time? I’d be making sure my lady bits weren’t on display (on display) all the time, I’ve got so many other things to do (like hot glue beads all over my sink).