tko

Do you ever have one of those weeks that just knocks you over?  You know, a TKO.  I had one of those weeks.  Actually, February kind of just felt like one of those months.  I'm not going to spend this blog post complaining about it though.  I'm trying to complain less.  You know, the whole Year of Megan thing.  Also, the past two weeks have been wonderful and amazing and miraculous all at the same time.  They just happened to knock me out.

So this morning, I slept until noon.  It was blissful.  Dave is a kind, kind man like that.  I woke up to the sounds of Katelyn laughing hysterically and enjoying to the maximum her father's day off.  We sat around for a while trying to figure out what to do with our afternoon.  We had planned to clean out the garage.  We only have one car and it seems unacceptable that we can't even fit our one lone car into the garage.

I don't know.  Maybe that's what we should have done.  But there was just something that sounded so appealing about buying a Spongebob kite and spending a day at the park.

So that's just what we did.