It appears that in three years of almost non stop momming, I have totally for gotten how to do nothing. People, I failed. FAILED. Granted, I managed to maintain my sweatpants pledge in spirit if not to the letter. I did take them off to sleep and shower (I even showered!). At one point I got so bored I scrubbed. the. shower. I also did other cleaning-type stuff like laundry. And dusting. I made stuff. Not fun stuff like crafts but boring stuff like chicken stock and cookies. OK, cookies are fun but I was really just trying to alter a recipe to make the egg-free treats a little less dire so it was more science than baking.
I booked my plane ticket to my sister's wedding. Unfortunately, my doctor's office waited too long to get back to me and the ticket prices had gone up a whole bunch and I was only able to get mine for now. Bruce and Calder can wait for a bit I guess.