So I found a blog

That I actually quite liked. I'm not telling you what it is, because you might think less of me for liking such trash. No, no, it's nothing like that, but if you know my personality at all, it's right up my alley. It's a cute mormon housewife who tells it like it is. Cussing and all. Which is why I said, if you know me at all.... So she's griping about short days at school, and dinners to neighbors, and keeping a clean house, and just pretty much saying out loud all the things we (at least I) say internally. It's kind of refreshing to hear it, read it, whatever, out loud. But, alas, it has given me new strength to be a better housewife. I know, you're all thinking "Is that possible"? Yes, I believe it is. Last night was actually the beginning of my new ways. Now pick your mind up out of the gutter, you pervs.

No, I made a weekly menu, made a list of what I needed for said menu, and off to the store I went. ( Note the cute french menu pic I found. I especially like the "crappe" located on the lower left side. I took two years of Francais, but alas, most of the words escape my jumbled mind. Anyone with translating abilities feel free to do so. ) Back to the story. Yep, simple I know, but effective. So now I feel all good about myself like I can conquer the world, or at least the day. Next, neighbor gifts. Maybe I'll take a nap first. Although I did find some way cute candles in jars at the store for $2.50. They might just do. Except for my special neighbors, they are getting what's coming to them. Don't worry, Laura, it's mostly for Rob. So faithful reader(s), now you know what to expect from me for at least the next day or two. Super-Mormon-Stay-At-Home-Mom. Whew. I'm pooped just writing it.