Friday, February 12, 2010


Shhh... I'm sneaking away to write to you while my husband is pulling my daughter around in a laundry basket, as he's been doing for the past 1/2 hour at least.

I LIVE for Fridays. We usually go out to dinner (as a family) on Friday nights because I just can't muster enough energy to make another meal. But here I sit, pretending to be away from home as the snow falls on yet another Friday evening, tonight's dirty casserole dishes still adorning our kitchen table.

Well, it's GOT to be my turn to pull by now. Thank you, blog, for these invaluable mini-vacations!


1 comment:

  1. Will keep your secret. Have added you to my blog roll. Yay!