My principal has a sign on her door that says, “Having kids is like being pecked to death by a duck.” ouch.

i had a pajama day on saturday. i woke up, and there was snow. maybe im still pretty southern after all, because something in me sees snow and thinks, “day off!” so i did very little. i watched tv, played on the computer, took a bath (with bubbles!), and ate. and thats it.

pajama days are the worlds best.

my mom, sister, and brotherinlaw are supposed to be getting to denver here in about half an hour, with my dad coming in sometime tomorrow. tomorrow is supposed to be spend doing wedding stuff, but im really not sure what all that entails…even though im the bride and youd think id be the first to know…

The new kitty (who is really not that new. 3 months, i think), managed to get herself into a pickle last night.

brandon was looking through one of the bottom cabinets, i was online talking to krispy, and i hear him “dont move!! oh no!”

i leap up.

Fizz had crawled into the cabinet when he had opened it. couldnt find her way back to the door when it closed, so she tried to squeeze herself through a very small opening underneath the cabinet.

she got herself stuck.

which happens. after all, una (my other cat) managed to get herself stuck in the ceiling when we first moved into this place. she was up there for hours. but she was just scared, she could actually get out by herself.

the kitten couldnt. Fizz had squeezed her head through, but couldnt get her shoulders. and the opening was very small. so she couldnt breathe very well.

she made little miserable noises for about 15 minutes, while i frantically looked for a hammer and a flat head screwdriver, and brandus tried to get her out.

the kittens fine, just dirty. but im not sure the cabinet will ever recover.

I read this weird article (that i cant currently find, sorry) the other day..in Alaska, the Girl Scouts are earning some of their merit badges a little different than in the lower states.

They have been taught how to track, trap, and skin beavers, all with their own little hands.

They are going to have mittens and hats made as soon as they have caught and skinned a dozen.

Now, i find this idea more than a little disturbing, but its also pretty damn funny.

i just get this mental picture of a cute little girl scout in her cute little uniform happily wielding a bloody knife.

which i find terrifying and amusing, all at the same time.

found it! Girl Scouts Go On Killing Spree

the title alone is enough to make me giggle for days.

and notice, instead of “Take Our Daughters to Work”, we have “Take a Kid Trapping.” and thats not a joke.

Gaaaaah.

This is the longest week in the whole history of the world.

Aside from me thinking it was Saturday on a Tuesday, Monday my kids would NOT shut up, Wednesday involved a kid spraying tons of cologne all over the room, and today, i just cant seem to care..about anything.

i have work to do, i have tons i need to do, but instead im checking out beachy honeymoon spots on theknot.com and wishing to be warm.

i havent been sleeping well.

money stress, wedding stress, job stress, holiday stress…you name it, its probably stressing me out.

so this morning, when i rolled over and blearily looked at the clock at 4 am, and the pleasant thought of..“im so glad its saturday and i can sleep in” wandered through my sleepy head, i was quite happy…

but then…

the alarm went off..

it was 7 am.

on a Tuesday.

i think someone hates me.