And so here we are

Todays only complaint- besides to allergies I have to EVERYTHING in this frickon country is that I am still alone... well, at least without adult companionship. I forever have the buzz of the fabulous children in the house.
I have laundry to do and my bed hasn't been made since Kev left- but I don't see much need, so screw it. I am sick of running the errands and taking the trash out in addition to my other jobs and responsibilities. I hate doing it alone- although I do like not having him rolling over in the middle of the night and clothes-lining me across the throat.
When he gets home, we also need to start the frantic on line search for that "perfect" birthday gift for our daughter. She will be 5. Since it will most likely be bought online (see previous blog on AAFES SUCKS), we need to get it soon, to allow for delivery.
Not that it matters to her. We could get her anything and she would think us the bestest people on the whole planet, second only to God in power and benevolence... It is our own hang up that we want her to have the neatest, coolest, most awesome present in the world- the dream and desire of every kid... For us- the perfect gift is one that she doesn't lose interest in after 20 minutes of play.
Difficult task that- to find something to entertain the world's biggest busy-body for a few hours. I was thinking GBA- since she likes her brothers so much- but then again- it might be too much. A five year old with an eMac, a custom room, a TV, a bike and a GBA... not to mention her boxes full of toys, dolls, and books- Oh! And a closet more packed than mine with clothes.
It's not all our fault they are spoiled (for indeed our son is just as rich in goodies), the grandparents have made their contributions... Many in fact.
But I worry- it may be a bad thing to ask "What to get for the person who has everything?" when that person is 5.