Whinefest

So I'm going to indulge in a whine-fest. If you don't want to hear it, kindly move on to the next blog.

Go on. I'll wait.





So I just wanted to complain about my stupidity. I love oranges. They give me canker sores. Usually I just tolerate the minor pain and it goes away in a few days. Well, I have a canker sore on the bottom part of my tongue and it rubs up against my teeth when I'm talking or eating-my two favorite activities-so pretty much I'm in pain all the time.

Yesterday my boys (I love saying "my boys") and I went swimming. I didn't wear sunscreen. My back is scorched. Last summer we had a pass to Raging Waters-I didn't wear sunscreen and I never got burned so I thought I was ok-and besides, I had Josh in a sling, so I thought my back was mostly covered. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Ouch! From this day forward, I vow to ALWAYS wear sunscreen. Being burned stinks.

And lastly, I really hate cleaning poop from my child's underwear.

Ok, I'm done.