In a mad rush to get the Bird House ready for *cue dramatic music* the in-laws I've been avoiding the internet and all its procrastination power. Oh! How I've missed being able to plop down at my desk, catch up on facebook drama, and write for a little while.
The last couple of weeks have not been easy. Branflake has gone into ultra-super-clingy mode, just in time for moving and settling in, of course. Much of my day is spent entertaining him and trying to keep him from crying and driving me ballistic. Because I'm spending my days with the babe, I've had to spend my nights catching up on housework and unpacking.
I got the house pretty well situated for visiting family, spent the holiday weekend entertaining and wondering what the fuck I can feed my mother-in-law, who decided to go on a "gluten free" diet. We had to take her to a health food store to get her own special bread and organic vegetables because the meals I'd planned and bought for at Wal*Mart didn't fit into her diet.
Have I mentioned PB's folks hate Wal*Mart and get all Judgey McSide Eye whenever we say we bought something there?
Now I have a bag of gluten free oatmeal sitting in my pantry.
Does anyone know what to do with this stuff?
Despite my complaints, we had a great holiday weekend complete with tubing down the Buffalo River, shopping the sales at the outlet mall (two Banana Republic dresses for $16 - I rule), a trip to Eureka Springs...
...a new pool for Branflake...
...PB burning burgers and bratwurst on his new grill...
...blue-cherry pie...
...and, of course...
...fireworks.
More to come later, Grumpzilla is awake.
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