People, it’s been a helluva few weeks. This is my third week back to work, the bundle is 4 1/2 months old and growing like a week. An adorable weed. He has survived day care, and more surprisingly, so have I. Tangental, stream of consciousness this morning, for your reading pleasure. Leave a note, I’d love to visit yours!
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My husband loves American Idol.
American Idol is a time suck and bor-ing.
My dog pays attention when the punky rock chic sings.
My dog has boundary issues. Literally.
Can anyone have sex when their dog is staring at them?
I love it when my baby just looks at me, staring at me, past me sometimes.
My baby has just started sleeping through the night.
God I love sleep.
I can’t wait until I can sleep on my stomach. (see post on engorgement here)
My stomach is not exactly back to pre-babyness.
I remember pre-baby, Husband and I would go out every weekend: movies, dinner, drinks, parties.
We saw a movie on demand and I drank a BOTTLE of wine myself and he had a beer. That was our date on Saturday.
We saw Rachel Getting Married. Not a chick flick. It was good. Interesting story, good dialogue.
I love movies with good dialogue and am so over the action packed flicks.
That said, I kinda am looking forward to the new Transformer movie coming out this summer.
Not looking forward to Terminator 4.
I am looking forward to sleeping through the night!