I am so sleepy.
Honestly it is only October and I can't wait for Thanksgiving break. I am going to sleep the whole time. These 7th graders are kicking my ass. Not only are there a million of them but they are extra goofy this year. And they all have swine flu. And the your mamma and fart jokes are abundant. I swear these kids weren't as stupid last year.
I will be married 3 years on the 28th. 3 years! Statistically this is great because I think it is like more than 1/2 of marriages under the age of 25 will end in divorce in the first 5 years. Maybe that was some bullshit I am pulling out of nowhere, but whatever. We are still 2 happy clams, and honestly, not to sound too lame, I love chief more and more everyday.
To piggy back on all of the OMG so in love lameness, I am also heavy into procreation right now. We have decided to try to have a baby. We just seriously started to try this past month. Over the summer I began to pay attention to my body, cycles, etc. I hope my womb is full of progesterone and cheifs loins are as equally fruitful. We would have an awesome child, I know it. And I have a friend who gave me some high end baby crap that I am storing, so I don't want to look too crazy being the owner of all this crap sans child. I almost bought a super hip stoller on clearance online but I stopped myself. Don't tell anyone, OK?
But yeah, I said it here officially. I hate admitting it for several reasons. First I hate attention whore moves like that. Look at me! I want to have a baby. Gay. Second, the off and sad chance we have issues, I don't want to share that with folks until I am ready. Third, folks don't need to be all up in my business. Ha!
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