Somehow I am cooking the supper that I was hoping to pawn off onto Hubby. But somehow I am cooking and burning Shepherd’s Pie. Not the healthiest (until I add a shit load of veggies) but better than the leftover pancakes I thought of first. Hubby has gone out again for the evening/night. What was suppose to be a coffee and a little off-roading with some guys started at 4pm! The last time, he didn’t get home till 1am, though they definitely didn’t leave at 4pm.
So tonight it is just me, the overtired girls and laundry. Did I mention I have diapers that are repelling a bit? My own fault I know, and trust me I am kicking myself for not paying attention in the first place.
I hope that by bed time everything will be calm and quiet with diapers drying by the fire. I will also be by the fire hopefully with a good book that I hate putting down. Nora Roberts’ The Next Always the first in her newest trilogy. She is without a doubt my favourite author.
Austin woke up a few minutes cranky and whining, I reminded her that if she wasn’t ready to be awake to go back to bed. After a couple minutes of silence I found this: