Reeses peanut butter coffee creamer.
I take my coffee like my dad – he always did 2 spoons of sugar. I’m a girl so maybe that’s why I take 3. But I saw that reeses peanut butter coffee creamer screaming to me to buy it, so. I may have to do a couple extra minutes of yoga, but it will be worth it.
I think I already found my album of the week for this coming Sunday. The week is early yet though. It’s a secret, but let’s just say that there ain’t nothin’ like a good rock ‘n’ roll scream to get me motivated.
Chase slipped this under the bathroom door:
This whole not being able to piss in peace business is for the birds, but I am proud of him.
Matt and I got into it this morning, resulting in a mile long chore list via text message when he got out of school, and phone sanctions, and grandma breathing down his neck while he cleaned his room. His attitude has improved immensely, to say the least.
My lead foot was caught on camera, costing me $240. . . Apparently I have a thing for 47mph in a 35mph zone. Cameras caught me doing that exact speed on November 5th going somewhere – maybe the grocery store by the time frame – around 1130am and then heading back by the same camera at almost 1pm, doing the same speed. Note to self: avoid that road.
Maybe I don’t belong in a minivan, but I think that minivan may be saving my ass on getting more speeding tickets.
It’s cold and rainy here in Toledo today. And despite the argument with Matt and the bathroom interruptions and the large chunk of change (my God it’s more than my fucking car payment!) I now owe the city, I have reeses peanut butter flavored coffee and rock music. Happy Tuesday.
So, This is Real Life 