They're out to get me.

My children, that is. BBM came home from work early tonight and went into seclusion in the bunker, jamming to his tunes and whatnot. I was bopping back and forth between the living room and the bunker, and The Boys were back and forth between the living room and their bedroom. All was well until I hear a ginormous CRASH from The Boys' bedroom. The punks broke a lamp!!! Knocked it right off the bookshelf!

Okay, so actually, just the light bulb shattered...but damn if it wasn't louder than that!! Enough to give a girl a heart attack!

That got them sent to bed early, and I think I'm going to finish my mediocre orange (the rest were really juicy and sweet. This one? Not so much.) and head to bed myself. I may make some toast first, but I might be a little too tired even for that.

On a happier note, I received my last ebay purchase today, and the capris fit perfectly (and will fit when I'm big and whale-like too). So really only a few buys were wastes, like the shirts that, uhm, don't fit my boobs...what's up with that?!?! And then the dress disaster. Other than that, the gauchos, capris, pants, and a couple other shirts were excellent finds!