this box of notecards sits to the left of our computer. i like writing notes and found it handy to have should i feel the urge to send a card of encouragement at a moment's notice. i even keep stamps in there because otherwise it will sit addressed on my island waiting for a stamp for 3 weeks. just sayin'. but that's not my point at all. my point is that when i grabbed for a notecard the other day i opened it to start writing and looky what i saw...now who on earth would be responsible for scribbling in a notecard and unassumingly stick in right back where it belongs without a word. yeah, i have no clue either. silly baby.
next up...even though only 3 of you will care...i haven't had a diet coke or snack in 12 days. now i will say that i did make brownies for a friend and that afternoon when they were done i ate one that broken to pieces in my hand. but that's it. and i think i finally might be through the withdrawal stages of not having diet coke. i had serious headaches and body aches for a whole week. i am not joking. at one point i thought my vision was becoming blurry and i started to really freak. then i realized my contacts were dirty. anyway i wasn't even drinking that much. 1 or 2 a day. that's it. but i knew it was having it's way with me and boy was i right. so we got another 2.5 weeks to go and i'm determined to come back here to report success. and i really hope i never resume my diet coke habit. but darn it, it's so so good. and gross too. whatever.
and lastly a few things so i'll remember....
each day when i rock her before naptime or nighttime she says...'tell me i was born'. she wants me to, in great detail, tell her about the day she was born. she never gets tired of hearing it and neither do i.
also, she had a little fever last week and every time i changed her diaper she said...'don't put fever in my poopoo'. i had to take her temp in her bottom and she thought i was putting fever in there and she wasn't happy.
that's it for now. happy monday friends.