I Need A Hobby

So my day broke down like this:

Got up at 7 with Braden (Bella slept over at the In-Laws and Ryan subjected her to The Neverending Story) and puttered around the house.

I recieved a call from the real estate agent saying she wanted to show my house in an hour and half.

Spazzed.

Cleaned ferociously.

Took a walk in the rain with Braden because Matt took my car to work since his is in the shop and we wanted to get out of the house while strangers wandered around in it.

Fed the kid lunch. Hot dogs and cream corn. So healthy. I'm posing for PETA next month.

Got ready for an 80th birthday party. (This included putting on heels, yeah!!)

Wondered if the Wildcats got a win. Does anyone know?

Went to the birthday party and chased my kids around a restaurant.

How awesome is it that she stuck her fingers in the icing? Pretty awesome.

After the party I switched kids with my In-Laws and brought Bella home and put her to bed.

Sent my sick husband to bed.

Wondered how to kill time since it was only 9pm.

Decided to apply excessive amounts of eyeliner, take pictures of it and then share those pictures with you.

Aren't you lucky?

Yes, yes you are.

I don't know why I do that. The crazy eyes when I take a picture. Maybe it's just my true nature coming out. Wow, my nose looks huge. You didn't have to agree. You could have just lied and said, "No it doesn't. It looks great." Seriously.

The floating head says, "Get a hobby. And not one that involves make-up, cameras and the Internet."

To the floating head I say, "It could be worse. Use your imagination."