I am in bed, exhausted – where I do most of my writing now. Kamel is trying to get the baby to bed and I keep forgetting if today is Wednesday or Thursday. I’m writing this on …. Wednesday i think, but by the time you read this it will be Thursday so who can keep track? My brain is melting and all I want to do is think about the stuff that makes me happy. So here we are.
The noise of crickets and frogs outside my window on a humid evening. It sounds just like the jungle white noise setting and it is so cliche I can’t help but love it.
The sound of my wedding ring tapping the side of a cup of tea.
Roasted broccoli. The only form of broccoli I can gobble.
Lilo and Stitch. I watched that movie for the first time when I was in college and I was lonely and desperately wanted a Stitch of my own and now I look at my wild man of a baby and realize: I got him. My crazy little growling boy, Stitch.
Trader Jose dark beer. Thank you Trade Jose. So cheap. So tasty.
Buying new bras – my old normal, non-pregnant or breast feeding size. NO MORE NURSING BRAS!
Finally meeting Kristin! And again, wishing that all of the good people lived next door to me so I could just wander into their homes when I needed a chat/someone to watch SYTYCD/offer a bundt cake/etc etc. So many lovely people live too far away from me. The only cure: teleportation. Clearly.
Remembering to swiffer every other day on our new hardwoods. Because there is nothing…. nothing…. I hate more than gunk on my barefeet. Ew.
Looking forward to vacation starting on Saturday!! Blogging might be light next week… I haven’t totally convinced myself one way or another. To post or not to post? So I think I’ll bring my computer and mostly just wing it.
Shelf tank tops. They have been my saviors since the beginning of pregnancy and I have not thanked them enough.
Vaseline. The greatest lip gloss ever created. And so cheap.
Pedicures. Needs no explanation.
Headphones. I’m positive they have saved my marriage.
Tomorrow is for sure Friday. That sounds excellent.
And now, my favorite part of this day: you’re turn.