I don't even know what the heck to write about! I have so much to put out there and my mind is so disorganized I really can't put many coherent thoughts together. Ok... I guess first things first. Everyone and their moms know, but because I hadn't announced it here: I'm 3 months pregnant with my second bebe. You know, we're super happy, couldn't be better, so excited, yadda, yadda, yadda... WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING???? I know what I was thinking: "Oh, its so fun with Bruce. I think we could expand and we can handle it. And everyone I know is pregnant now, so we can ll be pregnant together!!!" Like, I know this is what I was thinking, because at some point some variation of that went through my mind, but I mean, REALLY?? Well, its not like its going away!
Don't get me wrong, I am very happy and the thought of meeting a new little person and getting to cuddle and nurse again is so very heart-warming. But the thought of exhaustion and realizing that my first-born is was a tornado in his past life somehow puts a tiring spin on it (no pun intended). Whatever. Michelle Duggar and her vast and entirely too spacious, cavernous vajayjay have done it 17 times... or 18? I lost track (so has she).
Anyway, the point is people have 2 kids all the time and survive. Heck! I have friends with 3 kids!! And they're still alive. Notice I said alive, nothing about their mental sanity. But hey, sanity is overrated IMHO.
And that's that.
Then what...? Oh yeah, I have all these ideas for short stories that I've been meaning to write. No, I don't plan on becoming Ms. Meyer and writing Twilight Fan Fiction. Really, no.
Mostly its stuff based on reality, like things that have happened or could have happened. I mean, it seems like almost everyone is making a buck off spilling the guts to the world, why can't I? There's interesting stuff in my life, I mean, interesting enough. No, I haven't travelled to Africa to find a long lost journalist (White Mary). Nor am I here to save myself from myself (Rant)... Ok, so it's not SUPER exciting to be me, but I can make up stuff! And I can write it. So there.
I guess this is all I can piece together tonight. Honestly, I can't remember half of the bajillion things I've been meaning to write about. But eventually I will. And I hope and pray to God that I will be disciplined enough to haul my ass here to write about them.
Later, Gator!
Edit: Just so you have an idea of how long I've been meaning to write, you will notice the date on the post is from June 22, 2009. Its October 29, 2009. Yep.
