I have been awake for about 3 hours and already I find my mind cluttered with TLAs (three letter acronyms).
My alarm goes off and it’s WTF even though TGIF! To get the kids to cooperate, I rely on PBS and a little TLC. I make breakfast while worrying about GMOs, RDAs, BPH, kCl, and whether they eat too much NaCl. Thank God for E-G-G-O.
Step out of the shower and all I can think about is T&A, lbs, yrs and OMG. May be time for Retin-A. I find something to wear thanks to the gods of elastic and Febreeze (brought to you by J&J).
Speed off with the baby in the MDX doing too many mph, but we have to park in BFE to get to the PTO sponsored Kindergarten breakfast and sing along. I hope my G3S has enough GBs of memory to record the “Friends All Around Us,” “I Like Me,” and “The Chicken Wrap” because my fancy camera is DOA. I should have saved the money in my IRA. IKR?
I could use some R&R. But I’ll STFU now. How RU?