Tired mom ramblings.

Poor Jackson's fever and runny nose is gone, but he's left with a horrible cough. I think we'll go to the doctor's tomorrow. I know it's not whooping cough or whatever, but I still don't like it. I tried to help him get as much sleep as possible last night which means that I barely slept at all.

FYI- I can update you on any infomercial. My favorites are the Topstyler and Metamorphasis by Tracy Anderson and the classic Kymaro. That brunette model who doesn't even need a Kymaro sure has that rotating position down.

 I also ate almost an entire box of generic brand, iced oatmeal cookies. Yeah, go ahead and process that sentence.

Furthermore, getting no sleep means I have become the ultimate housewife who needs her daily diet coke. (Ok, let's talk about the fact that I used the word "furthermore". You see, I was remembering back to yesteryear when I had to write papers and I wanted to use the word "also", but since I'd just used it in a previous sentence, I decided to look for another word and furthermore was the best I could come up with.) Sorry mom. I don't have the love of grammar like you do. I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to end sentences with verbs or prepositions.

Ok... slightly sidetracked.

So, yes. Diet coke. I've ranked my preference of diet cokes and I've had this conversation with my husband many-a-time.

1. Fountain. McDonalds is usually the best.
2. 16 oz bottle
3. Can
4. Last but not least, the 2-liter bottle. It just goes flat so quickly.

Did you need to see this picture again from last year's Ugly Christmas Sweater Party?

P.S. It's possible that we sent this in to Ellen's Bad Holiday Photos. Wouldn't that be awesome if it got chosen? 

I should probably take a nap today.