Sigh

I was just fixing to post and tell y'all about the Cherry Chocolate Diet Dr. Pepper that is AWESOME. does not remotely taste like a diet soda. but then, i decided to take my "beating cancer with nutrition" book with me to the rads onc today, and i got to the Sugar Chapter. Not only is sugar evil, but so is aspartame, and saccharine. Sigh. 95% of the diet drinks out there are sweetened with aspartame. i know, because i went to the grocery store after the dr, and checked.
Near as I can figure, my three choices in regard to diet, non-aspartame sodas are: Diet RC, Pepsi Zero, and Diet Rite. I bought a 2 liter bottle of Diet RC, and tried it. It's not repulsive, but it is not fabulous like the aforementioned Cherry Chocolate Diet Dr. Pepper.

The Tally

DD1 sold over 150 boxes of Girl Scout Cookies! This was perfect, as it earned her the 6" stuffed dog she wanted, and will logistically be easier to deliver than the 251 boxes she sold last year.

Oh, Bats!

So, I go to the normal Tuesday morning planning meeting at church, where we go over the order of service, and I find out there are BATS in the sanctuary. [insert joke here]

So, all three services will be in the worship center, which is where I coordinate the services. The first one is at 8:15, which means ChemoGirl's going to have to get up early!

100 Days!

Today was DD2's 100th day of school. I went by to be part of the festivities for a bit. One of the moms was asking the kids questions, as part of compiling their 100 favorite things.

Absolutely true quote:

Gabby's Mom: Caleb, what's your favorite vegetable?
Caleb: Chicken nuggets!

Apparently

If you're a 7 year-old, and yr mom says, "Go clean up your bathroom," what that means is, "Go shove all the wet towels and clothes that are on the floor of the bathroom into the cabinet with the clean towels."

Can I Still Blame Chemo Brain?

So, today, I needed to go to church and help the media guy build the slides that would show during the services tomorrow: song lyrics, responsive readings, blablabla. And I'm looking for my blue clipboard where I have the order of service on a piece of paper. And I look all over for it. Twice. In all three cars, in the office, the bedroom, everywhere that would make sense. Where do I find it?
ON THE WASHING MACHINE.

The Way Things Go

Some of you may remember the Elfa shelf installation debacle of last January, where DH and I accidentally drilled a hole into a water pipe while installing some Elfa shelves in DD1's bedroom last year. And, of course, the plumber cost more than the shelves.
This year, when the flooring guys pulled the fridge away from the wall, the coil started leaking. So, here come the plumbers again!

It has been balmy in Houston for weeks now. People sweating, wearing shorts.
Until this week, when the flooring guys come, and they need to have my front door open almost constantly. Now, it's 37 degrees. Inside and out.