just call me oscar the biotch. yesterday was not my finest. i let myself be mad all day. and although embarassing to admidt, i was mad all day because of some stupid cupcakes. today has been much better and now that i've had time to think about it, i need to write down the things that pulled me out of my grumpiness, so that i may pull from them in future times of need.
-running. i did a slow and steady 4 with melanie and felt a million times better. she let me talk about the cupcakes, my babies, the boredom that comes with being a stay at home mom and running. she was either too tired to talk or a really great listener because i don't really remember much of what she had to say except for "i'd be pretty annoyed too" and "i would never pee outside unless it was in a cornfield".
-tiffany gave birth in a car. i'm not kidding. with the help of her hero husband and a very sturdy dashboard to push against, she gnashed that little guy out on the 101 around 3am on Tuesday. i've replayed her story in my head so many times and everytime i get this huge adrenalyn rush. but in the end i have two questions a)how is she so amazing? and b) how much do you tip the guy that has to detail clean that mess?
-brooks is the best. in the car he kept requesting dance music. first station was incubus. "no mommy, dance music". second station was taylor swift. "no. dance music please". third station was britney spear's circus. "yes! this music is dance!" and then thizz faced in his carseat for the rest of the ride home.
-brooks is the worst. as the day was wrapping up i finally got a minute to vent to brandon over the phone while he was driving home. however, the conversation was cut short when brooks walked over to me and wiped an enormous sticky booger on my bottem lip. hearing brandon laugh about it was actually the highlight.
-chicken nuggets in honey. pretty much the greatest thing ever and always makes the sun shine a little brighter.