If our baby is born in the next 7.5 hours, he'll start school in 2017. If not, he'll start school in 2018. How weird is that? I've decided to let God decide which outcome is best. In practical terms, this means the Castor Oil can stay in the cupboard. However I did put clean sheets on the bed, which is tantamount to a DIY Induction: Murphy's Law Style. (Not that my waters have ever broken at home by surprise in the middle of the night. There's a first time for everything though.)
30 June 2012
16 June 2012
06 June 2012
I made a new blog!
Fortunately, it was easy.
Unfortunately, I don't have the brain space to bring my old posts over just yet.
Fortunately, I have detailed instructions on how to do it.
Unfortunately, my blog is worse than useless until I do.
Fortunately, I don't care.
Unfortunately, tonight I broke it and can't get into it anymore.
04 June 2012
I just can't write any new blog posts. This new Blogger template hurts my brain and although I have run out of loyalty for Blogger, I don't have the wherewithal to jump ship quite yet. I do remember staying up late every single night messing around with my blog after Woody was born so maybe in a few months I'll sit here and figure out Wordpress with one hand while I have a baby snoozing in the other.
In the meantime, I'll tell you this one thing.
I Hate Pants. ("Trousers" if you're from the UK.) Specifically: wearing them. They hurt and it's an effort to wear them, but nobody appreciates it. Nobody says, "Hey, I notice you're wearing pants, and I know how much you hate it. I'd just like to thank you for overcoming your loathing of pants and wearing them today." Seriously, If you know me in real life, next time you see me, thank me for wearing pants. I need the encouragement.
That is all.