i am here on out abandoning all attempts at grammar. except perhaps the occasional comma and period and maybe i'll throw in a few quotation marks here and there for your viewing ease. i'm doing this because, as you have probably gathered, i suck at it, and i have no time for it. this blog is random. so is my life/mind. so i guess this works. confession- i read random people i don't knows' personal blogs. i think i'm interested because of the same reason i 'like' 'real'ity tv. i think i like to compare my life to theirs or see how they 'do it'. see how they live their lives. i either judge them or steal their ideas. so why am i keeping up a blog? if people reading mine will either judge me or copy me? (yeah right on that last one) i have no idea. it's therapeutic for me at times to talk about my life. i've not done it consistently enough or honestly enough to reap the extent of those benefits. nor will i ever, probably. i know myself. but i'll try from time to time.
i keep telling myself i need to keep a daily journal for my grandkids to read one day. and to help me remember all of the amazing things that happen to me everyday. like today talitha- i'm pausing writing to think of my favorite thing she did today and i'm so tired i can't remember what happened today- i woke up at the sound of her crying in the baby monitor, changed her diaper, fed her, took an obscenely long shower, showed up 15 mins late to davids birthday lunch at bella bella, ate amazing french onion soup, won a bet that one of the ingredients to french onion soup was sherry, came home, looked at trees with tal outside our apt, washed dishes, put tal down for a nap, cleaned, made really cool curtains for the kitchen, made dinner, kissed david hello, got tal up from an almost 3 hr nap, AAAAAHA! here is the amazing part! if you're still with me- david asked if he could get tal up from the nap, he picked her up and i watched them cuddle so sweetly for 10 mins. 10 mins of face to face cuddling and it was amazing. how wouldn't my grandkids wanna read this! i say sarcastically. i'm going to finish my day before i rabbit trail on. then after cuddles, fed tal, played football with david as tal sat bundled up in her carseat on a pick-nick bench, watched american idol, nursed and put tal to bed, said goodnight to david, he had a tummy ache so he went to bed, made a chic patty(fake chicken-don't ask why i eat this crap) and some tomato soup and started blorgging after looking at stupid facebook for 10 mins. there what a good day. and i'll remember this day because i wrote it down somewhere. in comparison i guess i've had more spectacular days, like when tal rolled over for the first time, or when she fell off the bed (this was the bad type of spectacular), or when david and i took our anniversary vacation to the mountain house in NC, but i will remember today because it's written down. i want to remember every day, good, bad and spectacular. so i will try to write my days down somewhere. either here or in a journal. how about i'll give you show and tell ones. you know the ones i'm really proud of. that seems to be what most bloggers do. the look what i did ones. so next blog i'll show you the curtains and burp clothes i made. and the adorable pics of tal i just took. well i'll show you some of those now. ok they appeared up top. bonne soir my loves! i promised myself i would go to bed before midnight. i have 9 mins to fall asleep.
Indeed, it was a good day, L-bo. Except I was wondering if you could remove the part about the "tummy ache." That's sort of embarrassing. Maybe put down that my "stomach hurt," or something slightly more manly.
ReplyDeletewhatever dude, your tummy was hurt and you took it like a man and went to bed early with minimal complaining.
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