I don't know why I picked that title. My mom doesn't even retrieve messages from her "travel phone". She sure as hell doesn't read my blog. Well, hardly ever...
Here is where I would like to say thank you to all of you kind people who have printed off my blog posts for my mother to read. I should probably also apologize to the same people for my normally foul, wretched mouth. Today, in lieu of curse words, I would like to bow and say supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. (And it is times like this that I most love speak to text.)
Thanks to Jinny, I heard about this new fangled, handy dandy blogger app. Now I can post right from my phone in between picking my nose, taking all those important calls from my peeps and playing draw something! I would love to link to her blog, Just a Girl in the Real World, but I can't figure out how to select text for the link from my phone. I've tried everything, short of duct tape, dog saliva and electrical wire.
Instead of bursting a blood vessel while trying to pretend I'm tech-savvy, I'll post this picture of my children, which was taken today, post-pony ride. I was tending to their steeds; unsaddling, brushing and turning them out, while the Things were inside the house...alone... reorganizing furniture and opening windows. I should really teach them how to load the dishwasher and start a load of laundry. Maybe I'll do that next week, right after Thing 2 potty trains himself.