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You guys, I slept till 2 today.  2 pm!

Granted, I did get up to get kids off to school.  Which I hate.  Then I went back to bed.  And slept till 2.

I could have kept sleeping, you guys.  I could have stayed on that couch for more time.  More time.  More sleep.  I wanted that.

What is wrong with me?!

My love for coffee is the only thing that got me up.  I made a delicious cup of Peaberry coffee from Trader Joe's.

Aahhhh...ready to face the day.

Then I got in my first huge, gigantic fight with Hana since I got to California.  She told me she wanted to kill me in my sleep.  She told me she wanted to slit my throat and cut my heart out.

Then I was watching The Pelican Brief, and Stanley Tucci shows up!  Since when was Stanley Tucci in The Pelican Brief?!

What happened to my life, you guys?

Oh, and let's not forget that my 2nd child became a teen yesterday.  I don't know how I feel about all these teens. I don't like havin' all these teens up in here.  I don't like how they think they are people.  I don't like how they think they have all these rights.

I gave birth 4 times.  I have rights.  I.  ME.

So I sleep in till 2pm, cause why not?  Why the crap not?


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  1. I would tell Hana...”Ok, sweetie, you go ahead and do that, pookers. :-) Love you!!!”

    -Carrie

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  2. She was probably pissed you sent her to school on saturday.

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