Shit, I never get my turn...

I swear, today was supposed to be a relaxing day for me. Yeah, right. I really need a day to lay around in my pj's and watch t.v. or something. I feel like a wick that's burning at both ends. That rat bastard husband of mine is playing Paper Mario. I have only had the chance to play it once. What's up with that?

I'm tired of being the one that remembers everything. Can't I forget to do something once in a while. I'd like my head to hit the pillow and actually fall asleep. Shit, I don't even think that is possible in my case.

When is it my turn to take it easy? O.k enough self pity.

Michael and I are leaving for Vegas tomorrow morning. His sister is flying in and we promised we would meet her. I'm never one to turn down Vegas either. Some how though it's not so appealing this time around. I must be burnt out. I bet my tune changes as soon as I see the blackjack tables. What do you think?

Anyway, I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. Please don't tell me you laid around in your pj's I might have to hunt you down.