- Today JD went into the bathroom, did his business and, as always, yelled for someone to come and wipe his bum. Then he added, "I pooped in the State of Denmark." This is what you get when you let a 3 year old repeatedly listen to Veggie Tales' take on Hamlet (which is called "Omlette"). He even said it with the voice of the character from the tape.
- At the dinner table tonight, JD was telling us all how brave he was today when he had to get a shot in his bum (poor kid is having all sorts of issues right now) and his finger pricked for a blood test. I was drinking my smoothie and, as I remembered Lauren telling me how it took three people to hold down this normally easy-going, brave kid, I laughed unexpectedly and shot smoothie across the table. Classy.
- I just finished reading Mindy Kaling's book. It was fun and a quick read. What surprised me was this little gem (found under "Best Friend Rights and Responsibilities"):
As everyone knows, depressed people are some of the most boring people in the world. I know this because when I was depressed, people fled. Except my best friends. I will be there for you during your horrible break-up, or getting fired from your job, or if you're just having a bad couple of months or year. I will hate it and find you really tedious, but I promise I won't abandon you.
This hit close to home, as I know I have been nothing but tedious and boring over the last few years. It's practically why I hardly blog anymore, because I don't even want to know about the lame things going on in my life (or lack thereof). But my friends still read this blog even when I whine. And my friends still answer my phone calls and let me say everything I need to say. And I don't even care if they turn around and tell their husbands how boring and tedious I am right now and how they wished I would get out of this rut, in fact, I kind of expect them to do just that, because that's probably the only way they will continue to answer my phone calls until I stop being all depressing and start being fabulous again. So I guess what I'm saying is, I like my friends. Thanks for sticking to the code.
- I'm going to see Breaking Dawn at midnight with a bunch of 17 year old girls. A week later I'm going to my 10 year high school reunion. Then I'm going to take a cruise ship to the moon because apparently I live in Crazy Town.
- Today one of my best friends had her first baby. It's true. I'm excited for her but sad for me because I just want to go snuggle that baby! My friends all live so far away, which sucks anyway, but for them to start having all these babies that I don't get to meet and spoil, well, my single-hood just seems kind of robbed. Why can't I spend my time traveling around the country, hanging out with my friends and spoiling their children? What's that? I need money? And food? Phooey.
















