MY BOOBS ARE SHRINKING!

Okay, this has never happened to me. I have the biggest rack this side of Silicon Valley! (he-he) but now that I've stopped breast feeding, my bust is actually going down in size! I guess it was bound to happen, but I'm a little depressed. Because now I can see my stomach again, and I haven't seen that since I was pregnant, so that can't be a good sign.

On a different note, some may be wondering whyI'm blogging this week, as I am on vacation with my family in Florida... Well, tonight was a "date night" for the hubby and I, and all he wanted to do was check email since we can't in the hotel. So we're at Kinkos... Cry for me friends. Have pity on my poor diminishing bosom. But at least I'm getting a tan. :)

I have a one year old!

Okay, so he's been a year old for a week, but it really just hit me. One minute he's a baby, and now he's a toddler! He's 32 inches tall, and he walks around, and drinks cow's milk, and can eat almost anything he wants with his ten teeth, and now he's getting molars! Why is it happening so fast? OH, and why are diapers so heinous (sp?) during the whole teething thing?

On a more interesting topic, I just read a book (you read that correctly, I found the time to read something longer than People magazine), and I really loved it. It's title is Cold Comfort Farm, and I had never heard of it before... but the cover caught my eye, so I picked it up, and really enjoyed it. If you have the time or the inclination, I recommend this one.

That's all.

Enjoy the summer!

Party Hangover

Wow. I am so tired that it hurts. Here I am, at the office, on a beautiful July 2, while everyone else is at the beach or some such place. But, even though putting on make-up was the last thing I wanted to do, I am enjoying the silence as there is only one other person also required to be here, and we are on opposite sides of the building. Why tired? Why hungover? Because we are the insane people that throw a party that lasts almost all day for 75 of our closest friends and neighbors! What were we thinking? I think that everybody had a good time... I did... and we have great friends that helped us clean up at the end of the night, but now, I am just too tired to even think! So why am I blogging? Because it's helping me procrastinate from writing all the thank you notes that I need to write on behalf of my son... I'm too tired to be elequent. And I hate those notes that just say "Thanks for the *blank*. Love, me". So what's a tired girl to do when stuck at the office manning the phones that don't ring? Blog! I also pulled all the old files from my drawer that need to be turned into recycling, but again, that takes too much energy. Maybe I'll do some internet shopping. Anybody who took the time to read the ramblings of a very tired crazy woman, I'm sorry, but thank you for letting me waste a little bit of your time... Or maybe you should be thanking me for giving you a ridiculous distraction while you procrastinate from doing whatever it is you're supposed to be doing! :) Big love to all! And happy Indepence Day!