I decided to blog. I usually type something really quickly in the mornings while the toodlers eat their breakfast and I sip my coffee. Because once their little feet hit the floor, the whining and slapping and tugs-of-war ensue. And I have to be the referee.
Katherine complimented one of my recent posts today and I was so thrilled. Seriously, completely thrilled. Because not only do I suffer qualms regarding punctuation and grammar (due largely to Katherine herself) but I also read too many other blogs to think mine is very interesting. But enough blog insecurity. Sorry 'bout that! I don't want to be one of those girls who is always saying, "I'm so fat. I'm so ugly. blahblah" so that her friends are required to say, "No, you're not. You're wonderful. blahblah" back.
Anyway, I am very tired so the grammar and the punctuation police will have to suck it. Although I did just correct a typo. I had typed pol;ice which looks kinda cute, but I am nowhere near that tired. My God.
The thing is Andy's flight was delayed. By like 7 hours, so basically he lost an entire day of his visit. Which sucks. So Jonathan has gone to pick him up at the airport and then they will probably arrive here somewhere close to midnight.
And I am torn as to what I should do.
Should I get all dressed properly and greet him at the door which may cause him to feel obligated to stay up even later (bearing in mind it will be about 5 in the morning England-time and no one can ever sleep on a plane)
Do I just go to bed so the boys can catch up and Andy can go to bed if he wants?
Gentle Reader, what would you do? And is it too too obvious what I want to do?