Author: Sara

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The girls and I were supposed to go get our flu shots today but Roo woke with a headache. I’m not sure if she actually had one or if she was trying to get out of getting her shot because she is terrified of needles.

It’s always a huge ordeal and I wasn’t dealing with that shit today on top of the headache. That’s way too much drama for my brain right now.

I gave up and ordered take out tonight because I am tired. I tried to keep mine healthier by getting a bowl from Freshii. It’s funny how eating food that is good for you can make you feel so much better just minutes after eating.

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It is midnight right now and I am trying really hard not to order McDonald’s. Like, really, really hard. Both kids are still up and I know they would be in McDonald’s agreeance if I asked them.

Which is why I am not.

Then I would feel like I definitely had to get it.