Well, alrighty folks.
That is two posts in a row about Brian and, lest you start to think that this blog is called It’s Spelled B-r-i-a-n (which isn’t that hard of a name to spell correctly), it is time to get back to basics.
I’m the basics.
So, let’s chat about me:
I have a few broken blood vessels on my stomach currently from when I had to help my downstairs neighbor break into her own apartment a few weeks ago.
How did I get broken blood vessels on my stomach doing that? You might ask.
Well, I was standing on a garbage can that she was holding steady, and then I had to leap through the air towards one of her windows (the garage is on the first floor, so she is really on the 2nd floor, you see).
I landed onto my stomach on her window sill and then had to flip head first into her apartment.
Joseph still talks about it all the time. “Mama! You did a forward ROLL!” As if he should be surprised by my supreme athleticism. Sheesh!
My neighbor was super grateful and even gave me a hug and tried to kiss my cheek maybe but I turned and it was on my hair instead.
I would like to think that, for a little while, it makes up for the fact that my husband has size 15 surfboards for feet (read: LOUD WALKER), and that Isaac skids blocks across our wood floor (read: her ceiling) before the sun has fully made its appearance.
I am now the proud owner of 3 pairs of these lounge pants (and I got them at %30 off!) and, as Brian can attest, I have worn them every day for the past few weeks.
Although they don’t look NEARLY as loose on me as they do on the model. Strange.
I realized that I was wearing one outfit (deemed by me to be “cute” or “fashionable”) to go run a few errands, and then changing back into “comfy clothes” when I got home! But NO MORE!!
I will be comfy full time!!! Comfy is the new cute!! At least until I start feeling frumpy and fat and need to look cute cute again!!
Or until I die of heat stroke and decide to shave and wear shorts.
I have been eating so much watermelon that it is effecting my “regularity.”
And I mean REALLLY effecting it.
Does this mean that I should back off on the watermelon, or that it is an excellent source of fiber?
We have a few exciting things in the works around these parts right now.
(not quite having a baby exciting or we’re moving exciting, but still fun…)
I am not quite ready to share until I get all of these details ironed out, but here is a hint…
Phew! I am on a bit of a blogging rampage lately, am I not?
Turns out I have a lot to chat about lately and I figure, why let Brian and the cashier I trapped into conversation this morning have all the fun?