OK. So it’s not the birth of Whoorlito, but oh oh OH, so very important. My husband agreed to get NFL Sunday Ticket. My prayers had been answered. Every. Single. NFL. Game. At. My. Fingertips. I still quiver at the thought. My point? Well, I thought the well had run dry. Here is a man […]
One of the beautiful things about being 36 weeks pregnant is while your husband slaves away in the nursery, you can sit on your ass and make up new hybrid cartoon characters with the baby’s belongings. Introducing the spawn of Marvin the Martian.
I just realized my previous entry is about to disappear off my page, leaving nothing but blank space on my blog. That would accurately describe what’s going on in my brain right now…a whole lot of nothing. You would think Whoorlito’s arrival in a month would send my brain into a flurry of activity. Alas, […]