There's another storm coming in.  Probably tonight and into tomorrow.  I just can't wait for this one (sarcasm folks).  I've been cooped up for way too long already.  This isn't good.  I've watched countless episodes of Dora, Diego, Bubble Guppies, and Sponge Bob.  I can sing the theme songs to all of them.  I'm sure the kids are getting tired of being inside too.  Little M is the only one who's been getting out.  He goes wherever I go so it's a good thing for him.

There's only so many times you can check your Facebook account before it gets old.  I can't really think of any places to go online or else I would.  This is crazy.  A plethora of websites in my grubby little hands and I can't thing of a single one I want to go to.  Hm...

I did however get my taxes refiled.  Thank goodness for that.  I didn't get my hair cut after all though.  It's okay.  I was ready to get home anyhow.  My soup turned out really yummy.  Damien had three bowls and Cam had two.  Jon liked it and even Little M ate a heaping bowl.  It was decided that I need to make it again sometime.

I woke up this morning only to find that the sheet I hung over my window was down on one side.  Apparently the cat needed to get in the window.  Dang!!  I hung another one up.  One that is easier to navigate and won't come down should Bowie decide to get up there.  Turd...