I made it through this ridiculous week. The hazing is now complete.
I will be treating myself to a pedicure tomorrow while Husband watches ONE and TWO (read: watches the LSU game while ONE runs wild, and TWO sits in a boppy pillow staring blankly).
I haven't looked at my feet in a long time ... but a toenail caught on my bedsheet last night as I was tossing and turning, and it reminded me I really need to pay attention to myself before I turn into "that" mom who "used to be cute."
Also, it's high time I got out of the house.