We are considering driving to WI for Thanksgiving. I don't really want to. With our luck it would be a blizzard.
I got to add a pair of pre-pregnancy jeans to my jean rotation. Yahoo! It's wierd, I'm only like 6 pounds away from the weight I was when I got married, but my mommy belly won't let me get anywhere near the clothes I would wear. Bastards.
My fat cat keeps eating my husband's shoelaces, then throwing them up on the bathroom floor. I think he's passive aggressive or something. I don't know what he's mad about though, he's a freaking CAT!
My son is FINALLY over being sick. And he gave my husband total attitude last night at dinner and wouldn't eat anything. My husband didn't know what to do b/c Little Man is usually such an angel for him.
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