Ugh, yeah… whatever! & happier stuff, I swear.
So let first say… Shut up. I am moody as hell lately. I went grocery shopping today and I was grumbling the whole time. So many stupid people in my way… talking on their cell phones, arguing about brands, or even just having a coughing fit. No empathy coming from me today. Just move!
I am also pissed off about my organic produce section. Last week and this week the tomatoes look like shit. How are am I supposed to enjoy my tacos with shitty tomatoes? And I am the idiot who is kicking herself for buying them anyway!!!!!!!! WTF is my problem? I am paranoid about pesticides and GMO’s, so sue me… but I hate the fact that I put my shitty tomatoes in the cart and then walk past the genetically altered and soaked in pesticide tomatoes that look so wonderful. Stupid bitch tomatoes. Just die. Rot and friggin die.
Okay, enough negitive. On a positive note I have a new project in the works… Laura a good internet & crafty friend has mailed me some yarn! We traded diapers for woolies… so I have the honor of making her newborn baby doll some woolies. She had a big baby the first time aorund, so these will be size 3-6 ish. I love the colors and cant wait to get started… as if I need another project, but I cannot resist a new baby, you know? 
super smiley!
I am twittering again after a bit of a sporadic hiatus. I love twitter. No ads, no bullshit. Sometimes I get follower spam, but not lately. I love random anything… especially random twittering tweets. You never know what you will find and that is the draw… plus I have this need to share with strangers. I am not an exhibitionist in the general sense of the word, but I do love to share… Twitter-bitionsist? Blogger-bitionist? Whatever! (Shut up.)
My son is adapting well to the Cry It Out method and I am forever greatful. I do miss him dearly, but I love stretching out on my half of the bed, I love not nursing all night long and waking up feeling like my nipples were dipped in a piranha tank, I love the way I feel after a full nights sleep and most of all… I love how my son seems so happy, despite how sad/mad he seems after being put down for bed. I relaly like the way I appreciate our daytime sessions now. they are so much more meaningful.
Okay off to drain my DVR… its time for reality tv and more jello-shots. ? Que`? Jello shots you say? Yes, I made jello shots. I had this pesky bottle of Cruzan Coconut Rum in my freezer for about 3 years and I made jello shots hoping to drain the damn thing. There is like a 1/2 cup left (maybe) and I cant bring myself to dump it (alcohol abuse is so wrong) and so the damn thing will clog my friggin freezer for much longer than I anticipated. It just wont die. For what it is worth though, I made some KICK ASS jello shots! Strawberry-banana jello with coconut rum and vodka… oh DELISH! SO just shut up already. I hate Aunt Flow. Screw her.
