Woohoo

Life is too damned good sometimes. Sure, I haven't slept in weeks, but other than the insomnia-based insanity....life is good. Oh, and I have gained 12 feakin' pounds with my baby boy. I am sure that 10 of it is breast, however.

My baby boy, Jackson Charles, will be here (hopefully) in August. Please. Jackson, don't turn mommy into a fat-ass forever, ok?

My husband is a god. He woke up at 3:30 am to do the dishes that I was too tired to finish last night. Last week, he brought home white roses- my favorite. He rubbed my feet on Sunday night. So, I bought tickets to the Cards/Cubs game on Saturday night. I am so excited. A date with the hub!!! I am working on getting his friends from Indiana to come stay with us as a 6-mo wedding anniversary gift. I sing his praises, I tells ya!

A couple of friends have asked about the Dr. Laura experiment. Well, reality gets in the way. I am sick, our schedules are demanding, add company and kids, you got a lackluster romance...HOWEVER, I am still determined. Our time together HAS increased, and I must say that we are both happier for it. Once I get through a full 7-day period, I will disclose a full report.

Note: I would like to invite everyone to view my new favorite movie, Happy Accidents. I got three words for ya: Vincent D'Onofrio: YUM. Some dork online compared this to Kate and Leopold. Uh...right...did you fucking see the movie?