Yes

Not only did I not get you a birthday gift, I also didn't go to your party.
Sorry America.
We are so lazy we couldn't even go see the fireworks.
Lame
Another evening well spent digesting burgers in front of the TV.
I don't want to live this way. I get it, my husband is tired from work, and he is such a great salesman, it is easy to be convinced.
Not to mention, fighting the traffic and crowds would have been a pain. But getting out there and doing things is living. Goddammit!
How can I even dream of travelling with the kids when I can't even manage to get out of the house in my own city?
I was tired today. Only 4 hours of sleep, and a rotten mood. But today was a wake up call...
I'm not all into the Fourth of July. Don't get me wrong, I love America and all that rap (I'm modernizing from "jazz" to "rap"). But my holiday is Christmas, and I just can't get into any of the others. But it is a special day, with a lot of celebration and good energy and commeraderie, and let's not forget, FIREWORKS! Indi would have loved that. Now that it's nearing bed time, and naturally, the day's fog has lifted and I have a bit of energy, I can see clearly what we should have done.
I said recently to the universe that I wanted to be a yes man. And today I said no.
Well we have a vacation coming up on Saturday, and it's going to be living to the max. I'm going to treat this trip to Tiki Island as if Tiki Island were in another country, on the other side of the world.
I'll let the annoyances I've been feeling lately slide off my back like a cape off a disrobing super hero.
My vj is hairless, I've got a base tan, and I'm ready to do this... And I won't just be playing the roll of mom. I'm on vacation too.