--For Valentine's Day, Fin and I went to Texas Roadhouse with the Turners (her grandparents). I ate every bite of my steak, licked the skin off my baked sweet potato, and pretended not to hear the waitress say that each roll has ___ calories. (You don't want to know).
--Fin laughed for the first time yesterday, while wearing her "Love Your Mother" T-shirt. Valentine's Day=perfect.
--Emma rode her scooter around outside while me, Hannah, and Mom watched. She then noticed we were spying and flailed over onto the grass. When she said, "Help me, my legs won't move!" I called her Meryl Streep, and Hannah threatened to call Dr. House. Poor kid just wanted some attention.
--Was both thrilled and disgusted by this week's Undercover Boss. What was the owner of Hooters expecting? And why the hell didn't he fire that asshat manager? Some people...
--Am both loving and hating having a cell phone again.
--Went to the bridal show to sit with my mom in her booth. Finley got plenty of oohs and aahs. When my mom asked me what style I'd want for my wedding, I answered honestly: romantic yard sale.
--What?
--Emma's written testimony included the phrase: "You have to have a strong testimony or else your home, money, and children will maybe vanish."
--If I have to clean up Keaton's smoothie mess one more time, I'll just open the front door and throw it and Emma's scooter out into the yard.
--And another week begins. Fin is 11 weeks old, I haven't shaved my legs since she was 6 weeks old, and I am now gaining weight while nursing, which means I"ve got to cut down my sugar cookie consumption from one dozen to 8. 8????!!!!! Yeah, right.
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