wait, today is friday, right?

i haven’t showered since wednesday.

we leave for a week in florida tomorrow.  family reunion.  nuff said.

did i pack underwear?

did i pack at all?

i think that’s a half-eaten strawberry on my tshirt.

i have no bra on…  come to think of it, have i even brushed my teeth?

i hear the magoo on the monitor.

obviously he’s chosen not to nap.  awesome.

it’s only 1:27 pm.

paul’s work schedule has been insane and thru weekends for the last 2 wks so we could vacay next wk.

thank you, my love.

i’m stoked about a new project with a great friend.

my cousin’s little man and the magoo get to meet for the first time!

i need to pack more diapers.

where’s my camera chord?  dammit why do i always misplace the chord?!

my hair feels greasy.  

i should be showering instead of writing this post.

tuesday i get to see these two mom blogging lovelies… of whom i have never met but i “know.”

i think magoo passed out.  

the pedicure i got last week has already chipped.

need to get back to work before he wakes up again…  

new project = very cool.  will launch tonight!  scratch that… launched NOW!

pitched a piece for a dear friend to killer company.  could be really good for her.

karma = good.

My Bottle’s Up! has gotten 6 x the amount of traffic than it had just 2 months ago.  unreal.

my college roommate eloped…  in vegas…  7 months ago…  and told everyone last night.  amazing.

i booked a cruise for my brother and i next month as his college grad gift.  radness.

i need to pee.

can’t forget to pack magoo’s trucks.

red smells…  not good.

my friend’s 8 month old daughter’s squishy thighs make my uterus want to house another bebe…

good god no!  bad idea.

i get to see all my cousins this week…  and they’re all skinny as rails… even the one who has a baby.  not fair.

what do i do if jackson eats sand?

i can’t wait to hug my family.

i just farted.

paul farts a lot… more than i anticipated when we got married almost 5 years ago.

farts are funny.

red always smells like farts.

i hope the magoo doesn’t shit while we’re on the airplane tomorrow.

he did that last time.  not cool.

i’m hungry.  again.