The Countdown


I return to work 2 weeks from tomorrow. Yikes.

D told me it’s ultimately my decision as to whether or not I stay home.

More on this tomorrow, baby’s hungry.




Well, so much for NaBloPoMo…

I’m back in the states and feeling much better. Unfortunately, the food poisoning wasn’t from an over-indulgence of alcohol (I wish) but a teeny tiny piece of yellowtail sushi from a very fancy resturant. D and I ate the exact same thing and he was perfectly fine. Oh, I’m such a lucky girl. Additionally, the gastric meltdown didn’t improve after 24 hours like I was told, but morphed into a 101 degree fever and a slightly panicked trip to Dr. Alfonso at the “American” Hospital in Cabo.

The trip pretty much sucked, but let’s look at the silver lining.

1) If I were forced to experience food poisoning again, being waited on hand and foot at my grandparent’s home in Cabo isn’t so bad.

2) Stubborn post-pregnancy weight? Hasta La Vista!


I’m A Cliche


I got food poisoning in Mexico.

I feel horrible and am starting to wonder if I will ever catch a break.

That’s all for today.


Dude. I’m a TOTAL Blogebrity.


Hot damn, I love you people.

I just checked out the site for the first time. Holy frijoles.

Your comments were a bright spot, considering my son made my birthday a living hell. Ok, not so much a living hell but let me just say this…

12 Hours with No Naps = Crazy Crack Baby on ‘Roids

Unfortunately, D wasn’t able to attend my birthday dinner last night due to the Crazy Crack Baby on ‘Roids. However, I did drink his share of Pinot Noir. And my sister and I may or may not have sung “Love Can Build A Bridge” by The Judds at our table with great force.

There was a silver lining, though. Wito was so exhausted he slept for 12 hours last night, which was very helpful considering I was passed out cold.

Ahhh, good times in Cabo.