jayna | August 29, 2008
But SOMEONE had other ideas.
Kiddo spent the day wrapped over my shoulder, passed out on the stairs, laying miserably on the kitchen floor and clinging to her “Nini” for dear life.
102.2
Yeah. Not sounding like good camping conditions. More like great sleepless night conditions.
Fun.
jayna | August 27, 2008
Poor little thing had only been with us for four months before our darn bad luck cursed it. The woman we bought it from spent the last 15 minutes with it making sure we promised to take good care of her baby. Oh, how she would cry now.
Some dipshit in a Ford F150 plowed into [...]
jayna | August 25, 2008
Due to Tropical Storm Fay’s presence all week (hmm, have I not complained about her yet . . .), ABSOLUTELY nothing interesting or noteworthy happened. The only random I’ve got this weekend is my very own mood swings. We’ll recap with the mightiest of them all.
The husband is slightly anal when it comes [...]
jayna | August 23, 2008
We had a slight crayon incident this afternoon.
And, no, it wasn’t the blue lines all over E’s white shirt. It wasn’t the orange paper wrapping scraped on her teeth from me yanking them out of her mouth. It wasn’t the green all over the table and not on the paper.
Nope. It was me. And my [...]
jayna | August 20, 2008
We’ve got more than enough rain already.
