Today is my niece's birthday. I feel very guilty because I have no idea what she wants and it is too late to ask. She is turning 10 and is having a surprise party (last minute, found out this morning at 9am). Now we need to be there at 7 and it is 5:30. Wonder Boy is showered, Monkey Girl is in the shower and the hubby T (feels like he needs a nickname) might make it home. We have to pick up the gift on the way and try not to act stressed an haggard. Wonder Boy was the boy from hell all weekend, I told my brother's wife that I feared to bring my evil children in public. She wanted us there anyway. We are going. Someone could shoot me and that would be merciful. My pain level is bad due to too much hand work today and not enough rest. Perhaps the tension of the evil Wonder Boy has caused pain as well. UGH. I hate when I'm in a mood at an EVENT. I want to be the fun happy go lucky person that is inside. MUST channel her. MUST pretend to be a nice person. MUST not let niece down. MUST GO and find a flippen gift.... off I go!