I woke up at 9 am and pushed the snooze button three times, which means I actually got up at 9:21. Showered, ate a tiny breakfast (scrambled egg whites, a bit of sausage, and a small bit o'potatoes), and jetted off to the movies with Jenny. I arrived just in time to see.........Becoming Jane. It was awesome. I should have known all about the story because I've read biographies of Jane Austen before but I guess I just chose to not-remember any of it. It was still an awesome movie! Made plans with Jenny for next weekend's outing.......the Invasion! Yeah! Drove from the theater to the Kohls and bought some black capri pants (which will probably be returned tomorrow because that's just the way I play: I buy it, take it home, hate it, and return it) and a bra (only $6, love that clearance rack), and a small scrap of material that passes for undies (if you get my drift, hehehehe). Went home, picked up the kids, and went to get groceries. Spent more money than I actually had on groceries (and a pair of black shoes which will also find their way back to the store tomorrow). Came home, put all the groceries away, and then took the kids to a sprinkler park. Sat around while they got soaked, dragged their asses back home, fed them dinner, and then, plop, down on the couch for some fanfic. That's right, still with the fucking fanfic. Dragged my ass off of the couch long enough to bathe the boys, put them to bed, do my finances (or lack-there-of), and go to the gym. Worked out with Liz and Elsa, then by myself, for like two fucking hours, guh. I can't even begin to remember all the shit I did at the gym. Now I am finally home and I have to be up in like six hours for fucking Monday...blech. I am officially broke and have to pay for daycare tomorrow....I wonder what they do if you bounce a check, do they kick my kids out?
Anyway, I think I'm going to sleep now....