Holy matrimony am I a mess.  You see, I have to take bipolar medicine twice a day because I’m LOCO and if my husband doesn’t ask me if I took my morning dose I always forget them.  The irony is that I always take them before he asks me unless it’s a day that he doesn’t ask me (usually on the weekends because it’s when I disable the house alarm that sends a text to his phone that I did so and it’s his reminder to ask me, he disables it on the weekends while I’m asleep so he forgets).

So last night at about 7:30 I walk into the bathroom to pee and I glance at my pills.  Sunday is still full.  I begin to question if it really is Sunday and then I went over the weekend in my head to remember that yes, it was indeed Sunday and I had absolutely forgotten my medicine.  I take them and tell my husband who follows up with a “What the fuck” (maybe an “Oh shit”) and I proceed to put the kids and husband to bed.

Then I freaked out.

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Howdy folks!  I have a quick little announcement to make before I meme.  I’ll be changing my schedule to Monday-Wednesday-Friday as of last Monday (in case you haven’t noticed) because I have a beautiful new pool that I can’t tear myself away from and two children too impatient to wait for me to do this (well one is currently sleeping but come summer they’ll be impatient – right now it’s just me).  I load up on my SPF50 and lay in my zero gravity chair tanning only the front of me since it doesn’t lay flat and occasionallyswim in the 74 degree water that is colder than one would think.  I think I’m looking at a box from Amazon that has a pool raft in it so I can tan both sides while comfortably floating around and I’m anxious to get on it so let’s meme!

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My son cracks me up.  He came home from school Friday with a cake he decorated himself in honor of Mother’s Day but instead of putting “mom” he put “Jule” because he doesn’t know how to spell my name.  I said, “You know, you’re supposed to call me mom” and he said “I know but I think Julie is pretty”.  The cake was AWESOME.  A bit too much frosting (I think all Publix cakes have too much frosting and that’s where the teacher ordered them from) but I ate the cake under it and it was fine.

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