Monthly Archives: March 2009

I was going to write a lovey dovey Happy March 28th until Wyatt stole my banana AND my cereal and then farted next to me. We’ve come so far in 8 years.

Okay, so I’m going to have to make a public apology for my last post (if you didn’t read it, good, and it’s too late, I’ve deleted it). I seem to have two moods these days: 1) I’m annoyed at nothing in particular or 2) I’m sentimental and cozy and wooey and wish someone would hold still long enough (baby, Wyatt, neighbor’s dog . . . ) for me to cuddle. I’d chalk it up to pregnancy hormones, but that’d be a little too easy. The reality is I’ve got a lot of self improvement I need to do before this life is over. I’m working on it.