That's a thing, right? Forgetting how to blog. I'm sure it is, so in this post, I'm just going to say a bunch of random things. Some will be personal and wildly inappropriate, but I suppose if you continue reading, you will simply have to accept this risk.
1. Tonight, was bath night for the boys. I uttered these words:
"Grayson, get your head off of brother's butt. We don't put our heads on people's butts, okay?"
2. I've said this before, but I'll say it again: I think that they (you know, engineers and science-folk) need to come up with a way to harvest the energy from cat purrs. Can you imagine if you could lower your energy bill by keeping your cat happy? We would have no homeless cats, all happy cats, and a less-stressed society. It's win-win-win, really.
3. Tonight, Jeff made me a tortilla-type soup as I requested. He did this while I took nap. I mean, seriously. #WINNINGwithHim
4. Remember how before you had kids, you and your spouse would go to kids' movies at the theatre purely by choice? Yeah. I remember that.
5. I have noticed that when I am ovulating (this might be the TIM portion...), I get bloated. My stomach actually looks significantly bigger. I'm talking three months pregnant bigger. Also, my skin breaks out. I mean, this seems like bad evolutionary planning to me, no? Would the cavemen have been lining up? I think not.
6. Speaking of my body, I have gained about 10 1/2 pounds since going on my anti-depressants for anxiety. Where has it gone you ask? Well, I'll tell you: 1) my stomach 2) my thighs 3) my boobs 4) my butt. And in that order. I mean, really, why can't it go to the boobs first?
I'm toying with the idea of posting more about the weight gain. I've never been a person who was "unhappy" with their body. I mean, sure, there has always been a long list of things I don't like, but I'm certain everyone has that list. But this is new territory for me. But posting about weight brings up a whole host of other issues that I would open those blogs posts with, so I'm really hesitant to start up posts about my weight. I worry about what kind of reaction I'll get from people (negative) and I also don't want it to be viewed as an attempt to garner attention and those, "no, you look great" comments. I remind myself that the reality is that I have no control over how people respond to things that I post, so it has to come back to me and the question: is this something you feel comfortable sharing and will it benefit you in any way to post it? And I'm just unsure about the answer to either of those questions. So, for now, I wait.
7. You know what I love about being a grown-up? Picking out my own cereal. That's seriously the best. I open our cereal cupboard and it's all the cereals that I want. It's pure happiness in that cupboard.
Signing off for now. Lucky I'll likely be back with more random posts cause, I'll tell ya, some of the random crap that runs through my mind... well... it needs to be shared.
Oh, and Happy Easter.
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