Okay, I mean it this time. Last one.

Best. Weird. Blog. Ever. I would like to know who the muse is?

wait wait...one more

Have you ever actually clicked the "next blog" thing on the top of this page? I clicked it five times and got an Indian girl, an Indian girl, a batik blog, a radio station, and a French lady. Give it a try.

a stark and dormy night

I am a lucky lady--the dorm next door has no power. It's also stormy and has been threatening to be blustery and typhoon-y all day. Sigh.

I've been watching a lot of Sex and the City lately (guilty married woman pleasure), and I have to wonder...is that what single life is really about? If so, I think I missed something. It's a fun thing to visit in the comfort of your own living room, but if I was that crazy single, I think I would shoot myself. I like Miranda best. She's sassy and fun and I like her red hair.

I probably shouldn't blog when I feel so boring.

Did..uh...didja..um..uh...miss me?

We're back! I started work on the 2nd, and Birdy started her daycare in the mornings this past Monday. She's so big! She's rolled over twice for Brandon, but not for me. I did witness her first laugh, and that made me feel quite superior.

The picture on the left was from Eva's Longest Nap to Date. Five hours, man. FIVE. This was when our theory proved true: our baby is a mattress junkie. She sleeps best when on an actual mattress--not those bassinet or portable crib ones. This makes for good snuggles for parents who are feeling lazy and not quite ready to get up and face the day. I don't personally know any parents like that, but I've heard things.

Here's a question for you: do you eat? More specifically, do you eat at work? If so, this blog is for you. My favorite reviewer is Andrew, and his dedication to the Betty Crocker gooey chocolate caramel cake in the name of science is inspiring.

And because you are here and obviously willing to look at anything, I give you: