Raise your hand if you stumbled and/or crawled to the Friday Finishline this week? 

Too exhausted to raise your hand? Can't uncurl from your blanket fort? 

Me too. Me...too...

Between the nasty news circulating Facebook, money stress, and feral children...I'm so done with this week. 

I'm also 110% done with summer vacation.

So here are a couple of my favorite things from the internet this week. 

As I'm writing this post I've had to stop and yell at children over stupid stuff. 

The same stupid stuff I've yelled about all week. 

It's...been a rough week for me emotionally. 

I won't bore you with the details because this is supposed to be a happy post. 


This Seriema bird likes to play with golf balls. 

I could lay out all of my stresses here in the blog. But that's not why you're here. You're not here to listen to me complain. You're here, on a Friday, for dance party gifs. I know you. 

You're not here to listen to the story about how I LOST MY KID in the store last weekend. You especially don't want to hear that I didn't even know he was lost until the "Parents of Boy2" got paged to the front of the store. 

You definitely don't care that I'm stressing about a vacation that isn't due for a few more weeks. Because what kind of weird freak stresses about VACATION?! 

Me. That would be me. Weirdo checking in here. 

You don't want to hear my ablation update because it's really freaking depressing. Trust me. Just...trust me. 

Don't ask how the book is going. It's not. Writing OR reading right now. Don't ask. Really. Don't. 

This weekend I'm going to develop a schedule for this blog and my Youtube channel. PROMISE!

Here's a funny gif in case you're having a hard week. 

Why dachshunds aren't firehouse dogs!

Did you see I made the boys a chore chart? AND THEY DO IT?! 

Yes, they each get $5 a week. That ends up as $4 after tithe and savings. I know, that's a lot.
However! 
We've decided to stop paying for "extras." Normal food stuff, gifts, etc...we'll pay for it. If they decided, like they did last week, that they want ice cream (not a normal buy) they can pay for it with THEIR money. 
They had to pool their money together and each walked away with a dollar (they have to get the dairy free...expensive...stuff) It's starting to make sense that "stuff costs money." 

Just one more week until vacation days. 

One

More

Freaking

Week

Send wine. I may not make it. 

I'll be doing a Wine Vlog tonight where I drink and ramble about random things. That will be exciting. 

It's been a long couple of weeks. 

Last week, my husband worked late all week. 

I had my dermatology appointment this past Monday. They took 3 spots for testing (I won't hear for a couple of weeks). They itch...and hurt a little. Leave me a comment if you want a full blog on that experience!

We took the kids to see "How To Train Your Dragon 2" on Wednesday. They did great and had a great time! BUT they used up all their good behavior so yesterday was hard. 

Basically....this is me today

But it's FRIDAY! Heading to the grandparent's house tomorrow to let The Kid play in the pool. Another couple of weeks and Husband is taking TWO WEEKS off of work. 

Tonight: People over for stupid shows and alcohol. 

BAD BLOG OWNER!

I really didn't blog at all this week? 

I went to the doctor this week. He's a condescending jerk. Part of our conversation went like this:
"Do you have anxiety?"
Yes
"So you probably worry about anything and everything?"
Um, not anything and everything.
(sardonic smile) "I see a lot of women like you." 

So yeah, screw that guy. He ordered all of the tests I requested...probably as a Hush Attempt. Whatever. I got what I wanted and don't have to see him again. 

BUT, on to the FRIDAY

One of my favorite dancing videos:

I also found this...

If you're a Destiel (Dean and Castiel) shipper (Um, Tumblr speak...you want them to hook up) Then this CLEAN video is for you...

This was a LONG week. 

Monday: Husband's birthday. He was at work until 1am. We basically didn't see him all day. 

Tuesday: Hello sciatic pain. I love pain that shoots down my leg and wraps around to my foot. FUN TIMES. 

Wednesday: Oh, still here? Yay. I'll roll on the floor in agony now. 

Thursday: I didn't know what agony was until this rib pain. Seriously, I thought there was something horribly wrong. I WENT TO THE DOCTOR. I never go to the doctor. 
It didn't help. Apparently woman + anxiety/depression + rib pain = abuse victim. I feel like it affected my care. I'm a little pissed. 

Friday: Pain is somewhat controlled with medication. I'm going to run out pretty soon so I might do an Urgent Care visit this weekend. BUT IT'S FRIDAY!!!