I won't go into all the details on why that is, just take my word for it. Is it bedtime yet? Not like it matters, because I probably won't be able to sleep. I'm lucky these days if I can go to sleep before 1 am, regardless of whether I get in bed at 9 or midnight.
I'm going to see my friend chapel tomorrow and take karmen swimming with her 3 kids. They will enjoy it, and I will enjoy the girl talk. Then Wednesday I have nursing bootcamp (gag), and thursday we are going to see Lindsay, Macy, Karmen's bff she never sees Mackenzie, and last but not least, baby noah! Karmen is excited already.
I'm reading Chicken Soup for the Military Wife's soul, and I have a serious question about that blasted book. Why on earth would they name it chicken soup for your soul, and then have a WHOLE section on stories about soldiers dying. I couldn't stop myself from reading them either, which was annoying. Thats the last thing that feels like soup to my soul. Blah.
Anywho my rant is over for the day.