Why oh why am I sitting on my ass when I have a bajillion things I need to be doing?

Saturday my entire family on my mom's side is coming to my house for a xmas party. 30 fucking people will be here and I have toilets to clean and windows to wash. Oh and some old crusty dog shit on the garage floor to scrape off. PLUS I have to take care of the kids and finish some laundry and blah, blah, BLAH!

So, yeah, I guess my life isn't that bad. I mean it's not like I don't have food or can't pay the electric bill or don't have a place to live. Okay, I'm done bitching now.

In other news, Maggie has an appointment at the preemie care clinic tomorrow. We will, hopefully, find out if she has cerebral palsy. I sure hope they can tell me a definite no instead of saying that she will need a follow up in X months.

Brad brought some homemade bread home yesterday. Apparently someone he works with made it and gave it to us as a gift. I am about to eat the FUCK out of that bread.