An Ode to Rachel: How I Spent My Day

Apparently I have a fascinating blog.
And life with stories that makes everyone else envious of me and want to be like me. Right? That's how I heard it. Okay. Not exactly.
But anyways, this Is what I did today:
I read 100 blogs (well actually no. Since Joe has the computer, I couldn't because I don't have everyone's blog URLs memorized so I read like 2).
I drove around with a cat smelling stroller. Seriously. We left our stroller outside, and some cat decided to make it it's home. And it is NOT a pleasant smell, let me tell you.
I went to the dog park twice. TWICE PEOPLE!

I also went to a marsh.
And let me tell you about that. I specifically go to let the dogs off leash. No, I specifically go to let Scout run her heart out and have at least a smidgen less energy. But when I got there, these two girl were walking around. WHO DOES THAT? Two mid-twenty girls, arrive in a MINI VAN, and go on a walk-at a marsh- 5 miles outside of town. WHAT??? No one was pregnant. No dog. No elderly folks with them to bird watch (it is some sort of wildlife management area- making it ideal for Scout the bird dog). No. Just two girls. Having a walk. At a marsh. In Nebraska. It messed with my groove man. BIG TIME.

I also wet to the Children's Zoo. I like it there. But no fun stories.
Oh, except that the have a toddler size sink in the bathroom. And Sariah could have spent her whole day there. Seriously. Why play with trains, animals, or other stuff when you have an automatic sink?

And I ate chocolate pancakes. A McDonald's diet coke and apple pie. Dr. pepper from the museum. PB&J. Two string cheeses (because Sariah wouldn't eat hers' so I ate it for her), a few random wheat thins, some spaghetti and vegetables.
But no box of nerds. That would have helped.
Oh, and I tried to watch Rock-a-doodle with Sariah, because Netflix has it, but she didn't care.
Broke my achy-breaky-heart.