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Mmmmmmmmm. Indulge my curiousity about myself ( Read more... )

Today was really awful ( Read more... )

My little WMD has atomic ambitions. That's right, Calvin's trying to poop.

Everythings gravy with the little munchkin. I'm completely enamored with him. And he steady stares at me now, which is super, mega great. I feel loved.

Last night Gene and I went and saw a movie and we left the baby at home. Weee! You know how you always hear about parents having their first night out and it's all they can do to not think about their new baby and "Is he ok?" and they like call home 20 times? Well that wasn't me. I kind of feel like maybe I suck because I had a good time. We ( Read more... )

1) Using band names, spell out your name ( Read more... )

Who knew I'd have to squeeze in time for an LJ post ( Read more... )

I don't know why I should be embarassed of the plastic bottle of ranch dressing making a fart noise when I'm all alone and just farted louder than a motherfucker two seconds ago. Such is life.

P.S. Gene's sister told me pregnancy was great because everyone was nice to you and did stuff for you...

Sometimes I just get so damn nostalgic. I've been a little on the introverted side lately. And as I was waiting at a stop light this morning, I tried to conjure up the happiest times in my life. All kinds of things came to mind. My first summer with Gene. The Waffle House days. Early high school years. Old times with Martha. The unstoppable ( Read more... )