My niece left today and then Lori came over with the kids and I made chicken enchiladas (bland, bland, bland, I need to add something a little extra) and now KC is off doing something fire-related and Leah is bugging me for candy despite the fact that she is never actually hungry for real food but can always make room for marshmallows and M&Ms and christ knows what the fuck all.

I am very angry right now and I am not sure at what. I am angry at myself for choking on Holidailies this early, and I refuse to be one of those choads who post like fifteen times in a row to make up for it. I am tired, a little, even though the girls did sleep in this morning, and everyone was very well-behaved all day. I am irritated with KC because he was yelling at me for leaving clothes in the laundry room, despite the fact that I've been asking him to help clean out the crap in there for over a month, and did I mention that those clothes needed to be washed, anyway?

I'm just basically whiny and miserable and I probably should've skipped a third day, as well, and not subjected anyone else to this, but considering I managed to keep from spreading my ill-mannered self through message boards this weekend, what the hell.

Tomorrow I will return with actual real entries, I hope. Today you get bile, despite having had a good weekend. I am a bad, ungrateful dog.