I was going to actually name today something epic and wonderful, like Drunk and Disorderly Friday or Holly on the Town, or Friday, my first day to myself in like 7 years.
Oh man, and I was soo looking forward to my day alone. No kids, no Ogre, just me hanging out in my pj's doing whatever. It's not even 730 am, and I'M LONELY!!
Actually I have a whole huge list of errands that will be easier to do by myself, but still, lonely. I am totally not complaining, it's just really weird.
So, Dr appt, consignment shop, messing around, oil change, lunch, shoe store, hippie store, mall.
If I didn't have the oil change, I'd probably, no, I would falala (that looks like falafel) right over to ThreadBear. But a proper running snot mobile is very important. I have to keep my little pigs safe.
Tomorrow I am going on a crazy pie eating bike ride adventure with Marty and Alice. I am not saying it's a grueling bike ride adventure because there really is a scheduled pie stop. We are also going to be stopping at an Amish Bike shop. Which is cool because I totally want to check out the trailers they have.
I have a regular kid trailer, but they have cool metal ones. I want to see if it's actually an old milk box converted. I have a milk box. It would be so awesome, a cooler on wheels. That I am sure would be heavy, but totally worth it. I would load up my trailer with beer and other cold refreshing beverages and sell it for outrageous prices on the Kal-Haven Trail. Then donate the money to a worthy cause, like a food bank, to over ride the evil. Balance.
Ok, Amish bike trailer used for beer transport, probably wrong.
I gotta call my pigs.