I’m not going to put on a bra until next Wednesday morning when I go for the test.
I think I’ll shower … Sunday and Wednesday.
I’m having cravings like a pregnant woman and Gary, the sweetie, is obliging me. He went out last night for cheese hot dogs. After today’s chocolate popcorn and Fritos I demanded a “salad.” He brought back an excellent salad, only it was covered with a wall-to-wall carpet of sliced pepperoni. I rolled that up and stored it in the fridge.
I made such progress today that I feel almost too confident. The last two nights I’ve been waking up with nightmares. Not good, plot-driven nightmares, just the ones when you wake up with a start, gasping. I did well enough today that I think I’ll sleep well.
2 responses to “I Am A Learning Machine. Or an Animal.”
I think you should just flunk the test and become a professional blogger. I think you are a much better read than Douch or whatever it is.
Look at it this way, the house is paid for so who really cares? Nooooo worries…..
Zayrina – You know, every time I brag about posessions or my somewhat perfect life I think “Whoa, getting all Dooce-y here.” I need to go back and read her when she had the post-partum depression.