Friday.

GOOD GRIEF. 
I made it through this ridiculous week. The hazing is now complete.

I will be treating myself to a pedicure tomorrow while Husband watches ONE and TWO (read: watches the LSU game while ONE runs wild, and TWO sits in a boppy pillow staring blankly)

I haven’t looked at my feet in a long time … but a toenail caught on my bedsheet last night as I was tossing and turning, and it reminded me I really need to pay attention to myself before I turn into “that” mom who “used to be cute.”

Also, it’s high time I got out of the house.

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