I’ve had so many thoughts this week, I just have to get them out…so here you go. My brain dump.
So…Project Runway was on last night, and I was pretty confused (because I haven’t watched every episode.) Why does everyone hate Michael C so much? I kind of felt bad for him at the end. And seriously, what was Peach thinking with that hideous green ruffle?
Speaking of Ruffles, I’ve been missing Disney from Ruffles and Stuff lately. I’ve gone back and read some of her old posts and remembered what a gem she was in Blogland. She was so honest and so incredibly creative. She had such great taste and I loved her beautiful photos. Seemed like every picture she took made you picture a beautiful summer day, right as the sun is sitting low in the sky. And I still wonder why she stopped blogging (although I know how tiring it is coming up with new posts every day.) She’s such an interesting character…I think someone should make a movie about her, a la Julie & Julia.
This week has been majorly stress-filled. It seems like everything that could go wrong did and any situation that could have been made a little harder, did. Okay, I’m exaggerating…a little. The good news is that my baby learned to jump in his bouncer and jumped his little heart out for several hours, until he just passed out in it. Just slept right there, in the jumperoo.
Living in an apartment sucks. It wouldn’t be so bad if our complex didn’t have Communist management. They recently decided to completely re-do the parking situation, so our spot (which wasn’t super close to begin with) is way further away. And when you’re herding a toddler and carrying a baby, a giant diaper bag, and whatever else (like reusable grocery bags stuffed with empty water bottles for recycling), every step further to the car is superbly obnoxious.
Okay, that’s enough of that. I got a babysitter lined up for Saturday and it’s Labor Day weekend. Yay!