Friday Night Leftovers

• This has been a freaking long week.
• I am sitting on my couch, “snugged up” in a blanket, drinking wine, eating a margarita pizza and watching the DVR.
• And I plan on having at least one more glass of said wine. Because I can. Because my uterus, it hates me.
• More on the above in a separate post.
• I scheduled the Traverse for its first oil change. And I went over 5,000 miles today. I have had the car since Mid October!
• This has been the week of passive aggressive insanity.  At work. Through emails. Through text messages. Super fun. Or not.
• Mike took down the baby gate yesterday. It was the last “baby” thing we had in our house. A little bittersweet. Or a lot.
• One night this week, we all sat in our bed – Gianna in her rapunzel dress – and listened to music, sang along and laughed a lot. Nothing else mattered and the love was overflowing. I think that memory will be permanent.  Or at least I hope it is.
• A house in our neighborhood caught fire last night.  That was a REALLY scary thing to witness but everyone was ok. The house, not so much.
• I am the planner in 99,99% of the relationships I have – usually, it’s not a problem but sometimes, I just don’t want to be responsible for deciding, planning, executing all the time.
• It snowed at the beginning of this week and it was 50 today. Ohio weather is so weird.
• Next weekend we are taking Gianna to see Disney Princesses on Ice.  She is going to lose her shit.
• Mike is just an awesome husband and dad. He had our house spotless several days this week, dinner on the table. And has put up with my ridiculous moodiness.  He really is just awesome.