Brought to you by the letter P, the letter M, and the letter S…

Well not really. But that's what I'll blame that last entry on. Let's just say the P was for Post this time.

Things are not quite going my way. I'm a bad housewife and an even worse money manager. Not good at all. I really need to get off the computer and do some housework. No boys at all today. Just me, myself, and I. So....

It's just wierd and wrong. And it was tough having PJ all by myself all week. He's not as easy to care for without the boys to entertain him. Sure they have their little pint-sized squabbles, but those boys are danged good babysitters.

I might have to give up babysitting and get a job. Or something. I don't know.