Okay, here goes!
I did not let Josie and Marie have candy in their play tent just because they were camping, and it wasn't 10 am when I did it.
I did not listen to Sublime and hum really loud whenever they swore hoping that Josie wouldn't hear the words they were saying. Need it be said that everyone needs a little Sublime time? It's therapeutic.
I would never justify going tanning by my needing a break from it all, and claiming that my complexion is dark enough that once a week wouldn't really hurt me anyway.
I most certainly did not make popcorn with extra butter, cut up an apple and some cheese, and call it dinner for Josie and I last night.
I absolutely, not ever, in a million years, did I not spend a little time in a corn field with Luke yesterday and realized that maybe, just a *teeny* *tiny* bit, I sort of miss being out in a tractor sometimes.
While in above mentioned corn field it did not occur to me with frightening clarity that I may have issues with being able to relax. Surely I can, perhaps it's just that I'm high strung?!