Did I really think this would work?

Really? Me? Consistently write about the daily happenings of my life?
Today:
Drop girls off at school. Lots of yelling was involved.
Coffee with Jen. That was by far the best part of the day.
Trader Joe's for pre-storm shop.

Did I mention that the forecast is for 4-5 million inches of snow tomorrow? Severe weather alert until 6pm Friday. It's Wednesday folks.

Back to what I did today...

Came home.
Proceeded to feel unwell.
Had salad.
Watched Models of the Runway and Damages.
Filled garbage bag full of random kid crap in an effort to declutter.
Picked up girls.
Took big girl to ballet.
Still feeling unwell, watched some Sponge Bob special with little girl, followed by last night's Olympic ice skating: short program.
Picked up big girl and bought them Chicken, Apples and Milk (the nice way of saying McDonalds).
Let them entertain themselves while I continue to feel unwell.
Finally approached bedtime hour and rushed them to bed.
FINALLY asleep.
Them, not me.

See. Why did I think this would work?