Week In Review: Rhonda

Another week in the books, folks.  Holiday weeks always fly by for me and this was no exception.  What’s super exciting is that I am now TEN DAYS from my vacation, which means I can NOT let this week fly by.  I have so much prep to do for the trip!

I had a typical Monday.  Lots of stress, clowning kids, and work.  Restocked the shop and now I have so much in stock!

We studied moon phases on Tuesday, which was a hit for all four kids.  I was incredibly impressed that even Quentin fully understood and retained the information.  I got a great workout in, even doing my planks with two children on my back.  In the afternoon, I made Nick help me out with the shop.  He hated every second.

The littles went to Ulta with me on Wednesday.  They were obsessed with the lighted wall portions and wanted to take like fifteen pictures in front of it.  I didn’t get anything super exciting, just some pore cleansers and stuff.

Thursday was playground day, mostly due to the fact that we had a plumbing issue and waiting around on the maintenance guy to come was annoying.  We decided to just get the hell out of the house.  I somehow always forget that the playground we like is overrun by school kids between 12 and 1 every day.  We ended up ditching it and trying a new park.  It was a hit and I am glad, because it is super close to home!

I also started working on my vacation wardrobe, trying to figure out what I am taking and what I need to buy.  All the color and pattern in my closet and I chose a bunch of black and olive green.  Typical.

Friday, we did some watercolor painting for school, then Claudia and I went in search of some things for my vacation. I am a romper lover and seriously over half of what I tried on was rompers and that was not intentional.  I just gravitate toward them.

On Saturday, I got the rare opportunity to go shop solo after brunch.  I was determined to find a swimsuit for my trip, but not surprisingly, that was a fail.  You know what wasn’t a fail?  Restocking my sparkling water supply.

Easter Sunday was lovely, but really not much different from any other Sunday.  We didn’t leave the house and I stayed in my robe all day.  Nobody wore pants.  I lived vicariously through everyone on Facebook in their Easter outfits.

In the wee hours of Sunday morning, I busted my ass carrying Claudia down the stairs.  I now have a gnarly bruise on my ass.  It is super painful and I can’t even sit normally or lie on my back.  A group I am in on Facebook completely imploded when I took shit to a petty and dramatic level.  I was just all done with it.

Did you have a good Easter?  What do you do for the holiday