There's no chocolate in my house. None.

Pete's away for three days, and I shouldn't complain because he really isn't away all that much anymore...and especially considering my sister-friend is basically a single mom right now Monday through Friday due to hubby's new job and impending relocation on the horizon, I have NO room to bitch.

But goddamn these kids are a lot to deal with 24/7 on my own.

I remember when Pete would travel for a couple days here or there and we had one or two kids and I'd get all weak in the knees. Not because I was overwhelmed but because I was so bored and lonely without him. Now my days go by so quickly, there seems no time to get anything done...other than surfing the Internet with mindless abandon and managing to post to my blog every so often. Right. Priorities.

Bedtime falls upon us again and I am solo...so I never know how long it will take. But the dishes are done, the coffee is set, baby is watching her Mickey video (yes, VHS...she's like a heroin junky in there), and the older ones are watching iCarly, which is undoubtedly teaching them something inappropriate. But the peace and quiet has given me a minute to blog, so I'm throwing caution, and my standards, to the wind.

I'm in the process of facelifting All That Mama Drama...stay tuned. I'm feeling all rammy and needing a change. So I'm taking it out on my blog instead of joining the circus this week. And that shows just what kind of gal I am...'cause I'll bet they ALWAYS have chocolate when you're in the circus.