Things I Will Miss, Part 3
May 01, 2006
I am actually tearing up a little bit about this, although it will be nice to save all those quarters. We can probably afford to buy a house now. And I blame the whole 9 pound, 15 ounce baby thing on those fucking powdered donettes.
But! Noah is very smart, and those smarts totally came from all the fruit I ate while I was pregnant, and by "fruit" you know I mean "fake raspberry-like goo-substance on processed shortbread cookies."
(Okay! Now I actually have to go write something for money. Something that is not totally stupid. And something without any bad words.)
(We're gonna need more HoHos.)
P.S. Well, despite feeling really really really really stupid about posting a link to a blog that is just like this blog only...you know...more selloutaceous...and is also so brand new that there's only one damn post so far, I hereby present the ClubMom blog that I've affectionately nicknamed the Quaalude Blog: The One I Am Not Allowed to Curse On.
(It officially "launches" on Thursday, which is why you won't find a link to it anywhere at ClubMom.com.)
(Unless I am lying! And I'm just going to ridiculous lengths to pretend to freelance! I'm the Stephen Glass of the blog world! That photo is actually of a vending machine at the bus station! WHERE I LIVE NOW.)