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.

While taking R to practice

D: Why are there so many cars here?
Me: There's probably a swim meet.
R: That and the wrestling play-offs are still going on.
D: Coach Dunn was going to let us watch them during PE, but the gym was full and there was no room for us.
R: You don't want to watch wrestling. Especially the light weights. It's like watching two caterpillars fighting over a spot on a leaf.

While walking to the car....

D: Do you like my outfit?

Me: Yes. It's cute.

D: My shoes and jacket totally don't match. They're not the same colors as in my dress.

Me: But they coordinate. That's all that matters. Look at my outfit. I don't match.

D: Yeah. But you have an excuse. You're Jackie.