alright.
i have too many things i love & loathe, so just three (and one) will no longer do...
ahhh another perk of this being my blog, i can change the rules when evea i want.
booo-ya.
love.
- that despite my unwashed hair, make up free face, and giant cumbersome baby seat in hand, the charming, very young, barist-o at starbucks always loves to flatter this old mom by only charging me for a little coffee rather than for my big sexy frap.
- how sweet baby noa has become a total chatter box. her soft baby voice is music to my ears.
- lurking at blogs and pinterest outfits, and imagining one day my body will be normal, and i will bop around town in those cutesy little numbers like its my job.
- how much funnier i am when auto correct takes over.
- fitting into my old winter jacket. finally. and just to give you an idea how long its been since this bad boy fit, i reached into the pocket and pulled out a slim fast bar...that expired in 2010. awesome.
- oh, and when out of no where in the middle of the day as i'm just mindin my own, i get a whiff of that amazing, warm, perfect, soft, sleepy baby noa smell that must still be on me from the night time snuggling. mmmmmmm. best.
loathe.
- wind.
- looking in the car next to me at a major intersection and seeing a small child standing in the back seat. bravo, mom. bravo.
- going in to a public bathroom and watching people just walk out after going. sans washing. sick.
- wind.
- going back to work and leaving my kids for 40 hours a week. not fun. why have they not yet invented some sort of handbag that allows you to sneak them in and keep them close all day long?
- my current weight plateau. why doesn't that darn scale ever get stuck on a nice number? jerk.
- when i get the baby dressed up in her sassy, fancy outfit and then sit her up on the changing table only to have her soil herself before we even leave the bedroom. doh!
