Category: Categorizing Things is Overrated

Attending a conference by the "Maximize Your Human Capital" consulting group here in town – oh, that phrase "Human Capital," how it makes me feel like I’m the villain in that movie The Matrix.  I managed to stay awake and alert all day, which is amazing given Jack had a bad night last night (it was an all-you-can-eat buffet between…

For half an hour this Sunday morning, I watched our baby sleep.  Such bliss I have never known.  There are beautiful moments, every day, even sad days.  I may doubt my career aspirations, my artistic ability, my look, my – anything else.  But I will never doubt my wifehood or my motherhood, or how it’s…

Difficult day at work, on top of it all.  So to save my sanity, I did some retail therapy.  At Wal Mart, of course, there aren’t any other shops here in P____ County.  And I bought:   Oreos.  And promptly ate 8. 2 sleepers for the baby.  The ones he has are too hot. Peanut…

I slept until 7:06 this morning.  I have to leave the house at 7:15.  I didn’t do this on purpose, and I wish I could say that I woke feeling refreshed, but instead I woke feeling like GAAAAAAKK!!  SHIIIIIIZZZZZ!!  Shower brush teeth. Floss? No floss no time get bottles and breast pump shizz forgot ice…

Hey!   I know a new mom or two that read this blog.  And this is for them.  It’s a wee bit gross.  And boring.  Unless you’re them.  So other folks – don’t read any more.   Today on my final pump of the day, one of my breasts produced bright pink milk.  As you…