(1)What's that you say? You'd like to know what my A. #1 Get Pumped song that I can listen to around my children without holding my breath or coughing like a TB patient due to the colorful nature of the lyrics? Well you have come to the right place, folks. Prepare thyselves:
If you're ready for some minimal scandal, you must watch this (even if it has to be with the sound off). The clothes and the dance moves will...well...make you wanna go to a roller rink or something.
(2)Do they still have roller rinks?
Okay, for real. 40 Bags Time. Did you think I'd forgotten? Did you WISH I'd forgotten? So this week was insane. Bizarre. Exhausting. Filled with sick kids and sick parent. Not parentS, thankfully. I mean, remember the goat thing? Yeah. Things kind of got away from me (and by that I mean CPS better not pay a surprise visit to my house today or we. are. in. TROUBLE.) so this morning I got serious and gathered up 6 bags for the the entire week all at once. No, not 7 'cause Sunday totally doesn't count. Otherwise I'd have to gather 47 bags and that would be, like, unfair or something, ya know?
Here's the area we decided to tackle:
The costume bins of doom! I mean seriously, what is the point of even having bins when the stuff is just going to be piled on top and spill out all over the dang place?
5 bags of dress-up clothes later, and we can actually close the lids. Huzzah!
(5)Add in a 6th bag of Junie B. Jones books (and other such inane drivel. Like the free book that Tommy was told to give to me when he was in the police academy called "I Love a Cop". How is it that I still had that piece of trash?) and we are ready to call it a week!
It's never to late to jump on the de-cluttering bandwagon, so scurry on over to Ann Marie's blog and link up your anti-packrat/pro-almsgiving posts. It hurts so good.
Oh, remember last week when I told you about our miniature indoor greenhouse? You guys. The radishes and the turnips are growing like CRAZY already. We just planted them on Sunday! At this rate they'll be ready to eat before we can even get them into the ground. Nutso.
Speaking of family fun in the miniature indoor greenhouse, lemme just show you how peaceful and joyful and uber-reasonable my children always are.
OH THE HUMANITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!