Posts from — May 2008

I’m BACK. And I brought you a present from the beach. Turn up the sound, prop up your feet and have a chillax sesh, on me:

Regular posting will resume tomorrow. CAN YOU EVEN STAND IT.

We’re leaving an hour later than we meant to, but we slept IN, by golly. I also went to bed early last night. I am rapidly becoming an old woman in my pregnancy. I walk slowly, I go to sleep before the sun is down, I talk to myself – ok, that one may or may not have been going on before pregnancy.

Anyway, I have resolved my posting dilemma. If indeed our vacation place has internet access, I will post every day as usual (though probably only a picture with a brief explanation most days), but if I have to go out of my way to find wireless, then posting will be sporadic. Ah, I feel better now that a decision has been made, don’t you?

Okie dokie, to the beach! (After 10 hours of driving.)

I’m deciding whether or not I will take a week off from posting while I’m on vacation. This would of course mean that the Quest for the Blue Dates for a Year would be dashed. But holy cow I need to chill out. There’s much to do to worry about blogging right now.

So I think I might take the week off. Or not. Or maybe I will.

I’ll let you know.

We’d been in the car for a few minutes already after school chatting about Bug’s day when we got to a red light. I turned around to say something to him and noticed that he had a decoration on his forearm that I had not yet seen.

“Hey Bug, what’s that on your arm?”

“It’s a tattoo! It has a bag.”

“A bag? You have a tattoo of…a bag? Let me see.”

I leaned in a little closer to inspect, and by golly he wasn’t lying – it WAS a bag. Public Service Announcement included.

He’s a cute little feminist, don’t you think?