Boy, that really makes you want to keep reading, doesn't it?
Nolan left for a church retreat yesterday afternoon (I'm going to pretend that I can't hear my mother shrieking 'DON'T TELL PEOPLE YOU'RE ALONE') and the boys were with the in-laws last night, so being all alone in my house, I did what any other married mother of two would do.
I partied down!
By which I mean I ordered hot wings and wrote fan fiction until three o' clock in the morning, and then fell asleep watching re-runs of NCIS.
Don't tell me I don't know how to have a good time, y'all.
I woke up with what I assume is a hot wing hangover - seriously, I don't recommend it- and managed to soldier my my out of it. I still feel ooogy, but the boys are home now and we're going to church in about an hour, which is decidedly NOT enough time for me to take the quality of nap I so desperately crave.
Meh, it was worth it. I'd do it again in a heartbeat. Heck, if I can stay awake, I might do it again tonight!