Her Awesomeness is surprised and relieved upon her return from a day of Woonsocketry.
I got through an entire day by myself with the kids without a) burning the house down, b) getting a visit from CPS/FBI/ATF/etc. wondering what in sam hill I thought I was doing, c) collapsing in a broken heap by noontime, or d) grabbing that bottle of Screech on the top of the cabinet and pounding that bad boy down.
The kids ate something resembling three meals at the appointed time and place, and kept their bedtime grousing to a minimum.
And so we celebr-- oh, that's the "check engine" light, isn't it? Splendid.
