Everything happens for a reason, right?  I’m not disagreeing: I’m just askin’ cuz today when I woke up, one of the first things that I did was step in dog pee.  And for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out why… Why. Me. Today? Of course, my husband’s answer is to break out into a terrible rendition of Juvenile’s “Back that a** up,” while I’m cleaning the floor…
 
Now, I kid you not, ten minutes later, I notice that the cover is off of the sandbox—you guessed it; my cat is now peeing in Kate’s play area… Hmmm… Everything. Happens. For. A. Reason… 

My favorite jeans? Dirty. Creamer for the coffee? Empty. Katie pitches a fit in Pier One. Typical. Arizona State defeats Washington State. Comical, huh?

And where’s my eyebrow tweezers? Gone!!!!!! Six exclamation points, you say?  Why? Everyone knows that God put the exclamation point right above the number 1 for a reason, duh!!!!!!

My turn to read to Katie and put her to sleep before snugglin’ with Scott. Took forever. Kate said I give the best tickles.  Seven kisses from my Katie before she fell to sleep. 

Scott’s now snug as a bug—snorin’.  No snuggles… 

Hungry. Ice cream!!!!!!  Everything happens for a reason…

*smiles*