Things that fell out of Bear's head this weekend:
"Listen, you signed up for forever so quit being such a fucking bitch."
-used to end an argument
"I can see it in your face, but nowhere else. Honestly though, I mostly only look at your face and tits."
-when asked if he noticed my weight loss
There were a few more doozers, but I didn't write them down and now they're lost in the cloud of advanced maternal age sans sleep.
Rio starts school tomorrow. I'm mostly okay, but pretty frantic. I am bringing a book, some cucumber slices and Jack. School is from 9:15 - 11:45 and I have it all planned out:
*9:10: drop-off. beat it out to the parking lot quickly. don't let her see me cry.
*9:15 - 11:00: sit in car in parking lot. cry. hard. stroke Jack while crying.
*11:00 - 11:30: try really hard to stop crying. place cucumber slices on my eyes so I don't look like I've been boxing while she's been playing and singing.
11:30 - 11:47: lose myself in my new book. look at clock and have panic attack at being 2 minutes late. jump out of the car, scramble into the school, and look like I've been boxing ...
No worries, then. I have it all under control! Wish me, and the local police, lots of luck.