i have a rotting pumpkin on my doorstep {vacation hangover}

while i was in the shower,
brennan had christmas early.
then max found the floss.
i knew she smelled minty.
then brennan found the rest of the floss and finished it off while i was putting max to bed.
and while i was rolling the floss back up
(don't ask me why i didn't just throw it out. i don't even know the answer to that),
he found the last of the tissue paper and well,
it wasn't really that bad.
heaven bless good friends that bring a double dose of medication for migraines to your door:)
have mercy.
i loathe the day after vacation ends.

it's funny.

when the chaos ensues one thing after another.

it just starts to get funny.

slap happy funny.

really,

i'm being serious.