Is it bad manners to post about your horrible, no good, very bad day and then disappear from the world for a month? It is? Oh.
The good news is that I, apparently, am not alone in my mommy tantrums. Seriously, I am aware that I’m probably not the only one who has bad days, but the women I know (which is mostly all of you) seem to have it all so . . . together. Thanks for all the moral support, interpeeps (to borrow a term from Christie over at My Favorite Things.)
Just in case any of you are still reading, and just in case my posterity wants to know what their granny was doing back in the olden days, I’ll continue to contribute to the mess of stuff on the internet.
Here is a picture of Stella modeling the contents of a package that arrived from St. Louis in the mail recently. Pacifiers for the baby, and a very useful item in her lap called a Hooter Hider handmade by Kara. If you are a nursing mom and you don’t have one, you should get one. Kara, you are a rockstar! Thank you so much, you have improved my daily living once again.
I just asked Scott what I should include in this entry and he suggested that I talk a bit about CrossFit. CrossFit is the Devil. Click Here to visit their website. Every day a new workout is posted. My husband has hung gymnast rings from a tree out back so that we can work on the goal of doing a muscle up. I’m still working on my first pull up on the bar in the doorway leading down to the basement. CrossFit is the devil, but if you are looking for a solid, no fuss workout, and you are into punishing yourself, I recommend you give it a try.
Plus, they have great names for their workouts. Like “Fight Gone Bad.” It’s a description of how you feel after you finish the workout.
See you next time!
