Nothing pisses me off more than a shitty Saturday.

There is something falsely optimistic about coming into the weekend. All week you want to get to Friday evening and those precious "non-working" days-first falsity right there.  Perhaps I am not getting up as early, showering and putting on ironed clothes but there is still work to be done.  Today, it was six loads, $120 of groceries, and lots and lots of clutter pick up.

Nothing pisses me off more than a shitty Saturday.  Those two words shouldn't even go together.  I have waited five days for this day!
1.  Today I saw some pictures of me taken last November.  I look either with child or that I have eaten my child.  The combination of this and getting several suggestions on Facebook to check Dr.Oz for weight loss.
2.  Rachel only made it to one of the two birthday parties that she had scheduled today.  I couldn't find the first one!  After that Garmin bitch kept telling me to turn around for 25 minutes, a patient Rachel went to sleep.
3.  I am losing an hour of sleep tonight.  It is terrible to look at your list of "to-do's" on a Friday night and have to figure that I will behind the 8-ball before I even get up on Sunday.

Serenity!!  Kids are healthy!  And this cheesecake tastes great...(I will cut back tomorrow.)