Let me catch you up on my past 3 months of life on the edge of my couch…..
I hate you. I hope you rot in hell. We will never be friends. You try to ruin my life every time. Nice try, you almost got me.
Sincerly pissed off (sorry Grandma I know you hate that word),
So it is good news: more children. The baggage: feeling like poo for 4 months. It’s really hard to like someone who makes your life miserable. But I felt this way about my first 2 and it turned out alright.
In other news,
1. My husband (I call him other names right now too) is in Africa saving the continent from financial ruin.
2. I can’t get this song out of my head.
3. It’s nearly the 4th of July, my all time favorite holiday. It meets all my requirements for a rocking good time: (1) blazing hot (2) it is appropriate to wear a bikini (3) massive explosives
Happy quatro de Julio have a beer for me….