I'm Sick

So I've been sick off and on for the last week (on drugs for a bronchitis kind of thing), but felt I still hadn't kicked it. So I ran over to the local "urgent care" in hopes I could be in and out in an hour because the Fraps had baseball games. I really wanted to attend since I'd been too sick to go the week before. Sure enough I need another round of antibiotics and the doctor says they should also give me a shot to jump start the healing process. The nurse comes in and I begin to pull up my sleeve and ask, "Which side?" Her response, "Oh no, this doesn't go in your arm." Oh THAT side....right in the old bum cheek. It hurt! Boo hoo! But I do feel much better today. I felt kinda sorry for the nurse. I mean she had to look at my bum. Bless her heart!

Have you ever done this?

Have you ever grocery shopped and then come home and ordered a pizza? I did. Tonight. Guess I was too tired from all that shopping to come home and cook. I'm pathetic. :)

Baseball Season

My poor blog has turned into more of a place for me to rant. But bear with me for one more....white baseball pants for little boys. All the Fraps play baseball in white pants - not that they're white anymore (after my washing skills have been employed). But honestly - who would put kids in white pants? Obviously not the person who was going to wash them. C.R.A.Z.Y. Grass stains, mud, chili bean nachos and Gatorade spills. Y.U.C.K.Y.

March MADness

Before I dated Mr. Coffee, I had never heard of Fantasy Football or March Madness. Now that we've been married awhile...I know too much. So do all the Fraps. They're all in some sort of pool together. Why is that for a few weeks time...nothing can be done in the evenings except watching games? Honestly, could we women have some sort of scrapbooking event that lasted us weeks and prevented us from being wives and mothers? Oy vey! So my point is that March MADness...is really about the way it makes me feel...MAD. We're 6 hours into the MADness and I'm feeling the need to eat a copious amount of chocolate and go to Target. I'll see you there. In the chocolate aisle. With my Cadbury Mini Eggs. Or Snickers. Or Hersheys what-cha-ma-call-its with the toffee and almonds.

You know you want some....

These make me very happy - insanely happy. I need some in a very bad way RIGHT NOW! Haven't seen them??? They are these......