So Bravo was showing a marathon of Project Runway reruns one day last week and I love that show. Normally I try to be productive while Little Guy naps, but Girlie wanted to use the computer and I was still stuffy, and it's still summer break, so I decided to leave the lunch dishes in the sink, flop on the couch, and watch it. I never ever ever watch TV during the day and it felt nice to cut myself a little slack for once.
Of course Little Guy wakes up during the final minutes of the finale. Yes, I have seen it before, but I was invested people, and I couldn't tear myself away. So I get him up, stick some snacks in a bowl, and resume watching. Maybe it was the cold medicine, or maybe it was Michael Kors making that face, or those headphones that Jay had on all of his models (love that), or maybe I was busy trying to decide if I really liked Kara or whether Wendy was really all that bad as a person, but I didn't notice Little Guy wandering off.
During a commercial break I finally snapped out of it and realized that things around the house were quiet. Not good quiet, bad quiet.
Sure enough, I found him in the bathroom, finger painting the door with my favorite tube of Bobbi Brown lipstick. Missed the last few minutes of the show after all, mashed up my best goes-with-everything shade, but I'm not bitter about it.
Not one little bit.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
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eek! i spent too much time on bloggy reads the other day, i just had to get through them all. red color crayon all over kitchen. walls, cabinets, floor. at least it wasn't expensive!
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