So I like to post a few times a week. But its getting harder and harder. Why? Because of mornings like today, where I sit down to write something, and then I realize
"Oh my holy crap, I have nothing. NOTHING. My days consist of trying to stay awake, not look like a whale, trying to keep the house clean, and tending to a toddler, who lets face it - is awesome, but who wants to hear about PG all day? Certainly not me. There's more to my life than this one toddler, (who is currently eating lotion) right? RIGHT?!"
Then I think about it for a few minutes and realize "No, no there isn't. How depressing".
And who wants to read about depressing stuff? Certainly not me.
On a completely different note - I am enjoying
this Lily Allen album very much. I can't believe I haven't noticed it before.
