Dear phone: “last, food” and “bond” are all words. Please stop autocorrecting them to “lady, good” and “bone.” I understand if I type something that’s unrecognizable but if I type a real word, I meant it. Thanks.
Spencer has made some bomb food, lately. The best chicken tenders I’ve ever eaten and then fried rice with lemon chicken.
A friend of mine has recently been bringing her baby to the apartment because she’s not a shitty mom and actually spends time with her instead of constantly finding babysitters. Anyways. She’s the only baby I’ve ever held that doesn’t start crying the minute we’re alone. So naturally, I’m a fan. She’s also
legit cute which makes the whole awkwardness of having to call her outfits precious a non-issue. She’s extremely alert for being an infant and she sleeps in cars just like little me. So I don’t mind having her around or holding her, at all. However, I have since confirmed that I’m not a baby person. Like I said, I don’t not like her or anything but with toddlers you can take them to a park or play a game or just laugh at the funny things they say. Which is why when I adopt. It’ll be ages two and up.
However, I would be lying if I said it wasn’t a little hard to see babies and pregnancy everywhere, right now. Considering. Three of my friends are pregnant and there are three newborns-six month olds on my Facebook newsfeed. And I got invited to a baby shower in early May. It’s a lot. Sometimes I just want to cry.
Sorry if that was all conflicting.
happy earth day friends
this is…the best possible use of this particular gif.
It was a little funny when less than twenty minutes after she was giggling, spencer held the baby and she started to cry.
Work was freezing so I was miserable and grumpy and everybody could tell. I skipped my nap to be social which is good priorities but I didn’t sleep at all last night because spencer “supposedly” (because I would totally make this up) can’t be still/spends all docking night elbowing me. To
Prove the point- I can lay in bed with Tobias and he’ll sleep for four hours because I can handle my movement like an adult. With spencer, we’re lucky to get 45 minutes. But I’m making that up.
I hate when people act differently around friends. Spencer is over there telling Travis that I’ve been dropping marriage hints “thinking he doesn’t notice”…uh. I know he sees them? I’m not doing it on the sly. Weird way to do it without him noticing…when we’ve talked about it? And “Oh Jenna posts pictures of rings she likes online all the time.” Yeah I have a wish list blog. I also have cat tights and kitchen utensils on there. Hint hint.