I find it annoying when people say that a dessert is “too rich” or that it is so rich that they can only take a couple bites. I’ve never felt that way about a dessert in my life.
I left work for lunch today and as I drove back I was contemplating how strange the clouds look today. They really resemble clouds on Monty Python. I keep expecting the clouds to part and the hand of God to poke me in the eye or something Monty Pythonesque.
The other day at work I was wearing heels and as I was walking over the tile near the cafeteria a lady told me that I “walk with authority.” I told her, “That’s funny because my dad always told me that I stomp like an elephant.” I don’t think she found it very humorous.
As I waited in the doctor’s office before my appointment, an old lady wearing a fur coat and pearls was flossing her teeth. It was weird.
Dear lady expressing breast milk next to me in the lactation area at work: the Spanish telanovella you are watching on your phone is really annoying. Maybe that’s how you get in the pumping zone; maybe that’s how you keep up on your stories… but they make headphones for a reason.
Last night the baby was wide awake and didn’t want to sleep from midnight to 2:00 a.m. I figured I would be incredibly tired today, but I am surprisingly not. I must be getting used to chronic lack of sleep.
All day long I have been having an internal dialogue about how stressed out I feel and that I want to eat a copious amount of chocolate… and how I really need to lose weight after going clothes shopping last weekend.
I find it very weird that all the kids I used to babysit are all having kids. It makes me feel old, but at the same time I just had a baby.
On Easter Sunday my parents’ neighbor’s truck caught on fire. My dad, who is a fireman, walked over and put the fire out before the city fire truck responded. It was pretty awesome.