Finally, my sweet little bundle of preschooler joy got me sick. And it was a doozy! Enough that I actually went to the doctor's appointment Joe made for me while I was feverishly sleeping (I'm a little too gung ho about eschewing doctor visits when I possibly don't need them).
And now, I feel worlds better, I got my kiddo with me....and it's grey, dismal, and rainy outside. So much for that doggy walk I had planned (albeit, tentatively, but still). As if I don't have enough to do in this house. And I have my millions of readers, waiting frantically in front of their monitors for me to update this thing, right?
Like, returning the wedding dress I got. Turns out this is the third item of clothing I've purchased in the last month that was completely ruined by my figure. Yay. And women pay for this crap? On another clothing front, I am quite abashed to admit that I bought both skinny jeans AND jeggings at Old Navy...and not only are they really friggin' comfortable, but they're pretty cute, too.
It's the end of the world, I'm sure.