Cloudy With a Chance of Disaster

 First, Big T said that I do not look that fat; it was a bad picture.  Thanks for the lie sweetheart!  Next, I am and idiot.  I arranged a play date then didn't show.  What an air-head.  I did the following instead.
 Our first day of fall break we sat around in the morning--they were supposed to be doing their chores.  They sorta did them.  Then I had to find a white button up shirt to go under the black sweater I found for the family picture.  We went to DI and found a fire truck and whack-a-mole game instead.  During Sweet Boy's nap we watched movies we had borrowed from the library.  My choice was "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat."  Good Choice.

 After Sweet Boy's nap we traded him for a neighbor girl and went to "Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs."  Such a good show; funny for both adults and children.  Santa may have to bring it to us if it comes out on DVD in time.  Big T was already home when we got back and we had a very filling dinner of tuna sandwiches.  The day could have been a disaster, but we lucked out.  I hope today goes as well.