I've decided to start taking Tuesdays off. Officially. No writing. No email. No nothing. (It's going super well today, obviously.)
It's really more for Noah's benefit than mine -- so I can get him OUT OF THE HOUSE and expose him to VARIOUS ENRICHING ACTIVITIES, or like this morning's playdate at the National Building Museum (with Vickie and Teo), the chance to play with aballs that were slightly different than any of the 14,200,003 aballs we have at home.
Oh, and then he started going up to random adults in the room and signing for milk, because his asshole mother left his cup on the kitchen counter at home, and was generally just not paying very much attention to him at all, because DUDE THEY HAD GIANT FOAMY LEGOS. I WAS VERY BUSY.
Anyway. The point of all these words is to say that I am not writing any more words today, but am instead going to put Noah down for an nap and then eat some bon-bons on my diamond-studded sofa (so pleasingly bumpy!), sewn and stuffed with my millions of Internet dollars.**
Some of those dollars will be coming from JCPenney this month, because I wrote some words for them over heah, for this Fall Shopping Guide. Except that I kind of forgot to write about shopping. They told me the topic was "the home," so I figured I'd write more about the Beige Paint That Ate My Soul or just make fun of my husband a little bit. Now I'm feeling kind of dumb because all the other bloggers are writing USEFUL posts about decorating the home and shopping for the home, and I'm all, "my coffee tables are crooked! oh noes!"
God, I'm an ass. And just wait until everybody reads my next post, which you KNOW will be about my improperly-hung toilet paper.
**I'm kidding! There are no bon-bons, only chips and salsa.