Yesterday I was dragging ass and asked for a 20 minute break after I finished scarfing my dinner down. I sat alone in the front room in the big comfy chair with my feet propped up on The Girl's fuzzy Elmo chair, enjoying a trashy novel (hey folks, it's summer) and a WW fudgecicle. Of course The Girl and Hubby were less than 30 feet away finishing dinner in the dining room and Grace kept shouting, "HEY, MOM. HEY, MOM. HEY, MOM!"
I didn't answer and it was a little slice of heaven.
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