A couple of minutes age....

R: What are you making?

Me: Mexican pizza & cupcakes.

D: What're the cupcakes for?

Me: It's Derrick's birthday tomorrow.

R: Are you making chocolate because he's black?

A minute ago....

R: I told Mom she should let you rearrange the livingroom.
S: It IS my bedroom.
R: Yeah. So if you want to put the brown chair on the orange chair with the TV on top, you can.
S: This isn't Dr. Seuss you know. Those things don't work in real life.

On the way to cheer practice this evening

R: What if I owned an O'Reilly's Auto Parts? Then if someone asks, "Can I speak with the owner?" I can say, "Hello, I'm Riley, owner of O'Reilly's Auto Parts."

A Netflix kinda day

Today is a wet, cold, rainy, cloudy, lazy day. So I laid in bed until 7:30 this morning just listening to the rain, then decided; today I'm doing nothing.

And by nothing I mean only 2 loads of laundry, I'm NOT doing the dishes, and I'm firing up the Netflix account for an entire day of Private Practice, movies and documentaries.

Except for carting R to and from practice, (And maybe, because I'll be out and about, I'll swinging by Target because I desperately need some new bras!) I'm cuddled under my quilts and not moving.

Of course, that could all change if a friend texts they want to hang out and get a couple of drinks tonight! (Which actually JUST happened as I was finishing up this post!)

A little while ago....

LC: So, you have any plans for the weekend?

Me: Nah, not really. I just have to fix my plumbing Sean broke. And by plumbing, I mean actual plumbing. In the bathroom. Not MY plumbing.

LC: You're so gross.