I am so NOT a writer. Well, in my head I am. I write in my head all the time, but it’s not really “writing” per se, it’s more “thinking” although I’m thinking like I would write. Or, like now, I’m writing like I’m thinking which just makes me look a little crazy and not so much a professional writer. Which I’m not. A professional writer that is, I am a writer, I just don’t get paid for it so it’s not like I’m a professional. I *can’t* imagine why I’m not getting paid for the amazingness of the written word evidenced in this paragraph.
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Baby Bug is 6 weeks old today which kind of freaks me out. How did this much time go by? I feel like I’ve lost time. He’s so good that my days are more marked Bear’s 3-yr-old fits than Bug’s cries. Weirdness. I keep waiting for Bug to freak out and scream all the time like Bear did but it’s been six weeks. I’m kind of past the BLACK HOLE phase for the most part. Feeding is going good, he’s quite the speedy eater then goes back to sleep so I’m not sleep deprived. Kind of wish I could say that I am so my post would have some sort of explanation for the edge of insanity that is there, but no. He’s also much bigger than Bear was, he’s a chunk. We call him our “little butter ball” quite often, among other strange nicknames we tend to give members in our family. We weighed him today while at the doctor’s office for Bear’s stomach bug and he weighted 1/2 of what Bear did. NO LIE. Our fattie little 6-week-old weighs HALF OF WHAT OUR 3-year-old does!!
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I’ve watched more soccer in the last 2 weeks than I have in my whole life. It is an acquired taste I think. I’ve come to really enjoy it and have continued to watch it although the USA is out and hottie Cristiano Ronaldo is no longer playing. Who cares what team he’s on, I only know I’m sad not to see him anymore. B laughs at me. I’ve had a crush on David Beckham for years, it’s must be a soccer thing. I watched the match today between the Netherlands and Uruguay and was on the edge of my seat the whole time and last night I watched a documentary on the rise and fall of the Colombian Soccer team. What the heck?! I’m on some kind of soccer fix that has me, even now, wanting to say “football” and not “soccer”. I’m so legit.
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B, my used-car-dealer-on-the-side husband, has done it again. He sold his red cheapo Honda Accord for double what he paid for it and my white Subaru Outback that I loved to a dealer for the price he paid for it 1 1/2 yrs ago. That is great and all, but yesterday he traded the blue Subaru Outback that I’d been driving to my brother for his white Toyota 4-Runner and the Lexis whatever (it’s basically the Land Cruiser, but Lexis, not Toyota) is in the shop. We went from 4 cars to 2 and one doesn’t work. Seriously. I’m stuck and this mamma doesn’t like being stuck at home! For starters- it’s really difficult to get Bear to school without a car. OHH and I forgot the other Toyota 4-Runner that B bought for $800 that DOESN’T WORK! Why buy a car that doesn’t work? That is just my opinion- he seems to think he’ll get what he paid for it, minus the winch he took off for the white 4-Runner. I can’t keep this crap straight. All I know is I’m car-less. He is good at “flipping cars” but it’s very inconvenient at times.
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OK, that’s it, my update for now. I’m working on a VLOG and about to get back into taking and posting pictures on my posts. It will be glorious. I’m also contributing on another website (check out my sexy profile picture on there from, like, 5 years ago! lol) and you should check it out. www.creativeoutpour.blogspot.com