Puke & Blood

Sorry for being bloggy-MIA, but I've been drowning in bodily functions over here.  How much puke can one 4 year old make?  Let me answer that for you...a crap load!  So we've been balancing our two jobs and obligations, a teething baby girl and a preschooler who might have well been possessed, given the amount of colorful vomit he has spewed all over our house.  Mental note:  maybe putting the lid of the toilet seat down isn't the greatest idea...as a plastic cover = major splash factor (use your imagination). Nasty! 

On top of pukefest 2012, the bitch is now officially back.  Yes folks, I've had a visit from my pain-in-the-ass of an aunt, after 22 long months.  I certainly didn't miss her!  Great timing body, thanks for that.  Oh, and thanks for the cramps, mood swings and plethora of zits.  I very much appreciate it.  Oh, did I mention I was planning on wearing cream to prom this weekend?!  Yeah, might want to rethink that plan.... 

If I'm not up to my elbows, literally, in spew, or running to the bathroom to welcome back my girlie curse, I'm absolutely drowning in end-of-the-year crap at work.  My grading pile is big enough to get up and walk away, I'm wigging out about my schedule next year and prepping, and I'm knee-deep into my freaking crazy order list (holy hell).  Not to mention trying to find time to keep my head above water keeping our house running, and, on the side, planning a very big 50 Shades of Grey book club for the ladies in my 'hood, with themed food and drink, of course. 

Let me sum it up by saying AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!  TGIF!