Fixin to make breakfast. It's 10am. Yay for real coffee.
Zoe is playing hooky with me. Actually she is getting a bit sick. We both are sneezing like fiends. But not too sick to have FUNNNNN!
I can barely lift my arms, but that was to be expected.
Just when I think I'm sane, I vent like that (#240) and it reminds me that I have such a long way to go. Obviously there is a bit pent up in here. It make me feel selfish as all hell.
This is the only important thing right about now:
http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-3/678034/Mar20023.JPG
Today is a day for:
A real homemade breakfast
Going to the gym
Bike riding (Zoe got a new bike for her birthday)
Playing with her new Princess Stylin' Easy (this big Princess head with long hair and all kinds of hair accessories. She actually got the Little Mermaid one too, so we each have one. We've been playing all morning)
Finding another site to post pictures (suggestions?) I got some cool ones back of my trip and of Zoe eating sushi.
Napping with the Zoester. Her favorite.
Painting our nails and toes.
Cooking a nice dinner with flowers and candles. She and I do this once in a blue moon, and today seems like a good day.
Ok, we're off. Sorry you are so shellshocked. (as some of your PMs have said)
Like I've always said, what is here is just to get it out of my head. Much better than therapy. It helps me live as normal of a life as we can possibly have. It's a pretty good life too. I just need to remember that more often.
see her painted nails? (ok, dangit - village photos is only letting me post one pic a day. I need another site) She made me do mine just like hers. So now my toes are hot hot pink with sparkle glitter. Very work appropriate :)
http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-3/678034/Mar20025.JPG
wheeeeeeeeeeeee