We had an open house on the house today. I got up and got cracking to get the house ready. DH took DD out to breakfast with his gma.
I had to take the dog to the groomer, run and pick up my sister and then rushed to our church picnic, where we met DH and DD then picked the dog up from the groomer and now back at home.
I am pooped. DH just asks what's for dinner. Umm nothing - we ate at the picnic. He siad he didn't eat enough. I told him that he could make a salad or have a can of spaghetti-o's. I just want to sit