...is what this past week has been like.
i mean, not the slither-around-the-floor part of being a snake. because really, that would be gross.
but the shedding of the skin. although, now that i think about it, that's pretty gross too.
(fyi: i almost posted a link to snake shedding. until i actually looked at the link. and i got sick to my stomach. so i opted against it. you're welcome.)
obviously, i've been a real peach.
i've definitely racked up enough CVS frequent shopper points to win some form of cosmetic or pharmaceutical product.
what between the soothing aloe, the spray-on aloe, the banana boat solarcaine, the bactine spray, the neosporin ointment combined with the big a%$ bandage.
and guess who's applying this stuff to the places i can't reach?
marriage builder. that's what i like to call it. not sure what he likes to call it.
annoying, maybe? getting old, probably.
so i've done my best to NOT wear anything black or dark-colored. because the white flakes aren't becoming. and today while we were at a (close) friend's house, i actually found myself borrowing her pasta spoon, just so i could really get after my shoulder blades. and she didn't even bat an eye. i almost asked her to scratch. i mean, we're close. but we're not family.
have i mentioned what a peach i've been?
and even now, i'm scooting from left to right in my chair trying not to wake up buz with my moaning and "ahhs."
mental note for future reference: one and a half hours at a sunny florida pool with not quite enough sunscreen = at least a week of total discomfort.
and have i mentioned that this week is the last week of swimming lessons for both of my children? and goo's swimming lessons? are mommy-and-me. yeah. me. in the same swimsuit. in the sun. i feel like i must look like a lifeguard from an eighties movie. with the white triangle plastered to my nose. chic. nice. clearly, i'm the envy of all the other moms (and nannies).
tomorrow is celebration day. and (shhhh...), i think daddy might surprise my kiddos and leave work for about an hour and a half to come watch. not holding my breath because he was at work late today and has a lot on his plate these days. but it will be a wonderful surprise if it does happen.
in other news, it's my parents' anniversary. they have been married FORTY-TWO YEARS. good grief. and they're still friends. and do stuff together. and enjoy doing stuff together. crazy. thanks, ace and nance for setting a good example of commitment.
after two sessions of two-week swim lessons, we are done for the summer. and big h has informed me that he will be enrolling in diver school. not diving school. diver school. apparently, there is a HUGE difference. oh, and only boys are allowed. "girls have to enroll in mermaid school."
i think that's it. i'll be back soon to report on the status of my skin. edge of your seats stuff. riveting.