I like waffles and fall
The fact that I'm awake right now and have managed to somehow get seven hours of sleep scares the ever-loving christ out of me. This is the way it's going to be come the fall though: up at 6am, drive El Matt to work, catch a train to Boston for school... I'm still not a morning person.
Today is the day that Dawn and Mike find out (hopefully) what sex Da Baby is. I was supposed to be there this week-end, but my internal organs have ganged up on me and I very well might be dead. But yea, I'm excited for her, as well as excited to know.
Does this sound incoherant? It should. I just crawled out of bed.
Mommy and I are going to see my Gramma and Grampa today. This makes my miserable, cold, damp Monday a lot happier. We're leaving at 9am, I think, which gives me an hour nap... or not...
It's beginning to feel a lot like fall outside. I noticed, yesterday, that some of the leaves are starting to turn already. I actually really like fall a lot, so I can't complain. During the heatwave, I kept fantasizing about picking apples, pumpkins, the smell of woodsmoke, and wearing sweaters. I'm so emolicious.. I like sweaters. I digress, fall really is an awesome season.
I'm cooking a waffle and have lost my train of thought because it smells really good and I'm fairly hungry.
So, anyhow, my current goal is to join a gym within the next couple of weeks. I'm hoping not to get pneumonia or bronchitis this winter and maybe being vaguely active will help with this. Probably not, though.
Waffle + ding = no more journaling.
Today is the day that Dawn and Mike find out (hopefully) what sex Da Baby is. I was supposed to be there this week-end, but my internal organs have ganged up on me and I very well might be dead. But yea, I'm excited for her, as well as excited to know.
Does this sound incoherant? It should. I just crawled out of bed.
Mommy and I are going to see my Gramma and Grampa today. This makes my miserable, cold, damp Monday a lot happier. We're leaving at 9am, I think, which gives me an hour nap... or not...
It's beginning to feel a lot like fall outside. I noticed, yesterday, that some of the leaves are starting to turn already. I actually really like fall a lot, so I can't complain. During the heatwave, I kept fantasizing about picking apples, pumpkins, the smell of woodsmoke, and wearing sweaters. I'm so emolicious.. I like sweaters. I digress, fall really is an awesome season.
I'm cooking a waffle and have lost my train of thought because it smells really good and I'm fairly hungry.
So, anyhow, my current goal is to join a gym within the next couple of weeks. I'm hoping not to get pneumonia or bronchitis this winter and maybe being vaguely active will help with this. Probably not, though.
Waffle + ding = no more journaling.
