Bah, I never got around to blogging yesterday.
But it was such a day.
First, I had to go out and get my decaf.
Then it was time to humor two teenage girls at the bookstore who rung up my purchase. My, with what glee they wanted to know if it was a gift or not.
Whether they were just being good employees making sure I got a gift receipt if needed or just doing as girls do we’ll never know for sure. But I’m thinking their giggling gave them away.
Then I seriously needed to nap.
And when I woke, Craig and I danced the afternoon away in the living room of our apartment.
Then I practically ate the whole apartment.
Because I was that hungry.
And consequently, probably, quite bloated.
I tell you these news, my readers, so very early on just barely 4 weeks in because all of you have been so kind from the start. The hope is, of course, for a “sticky” baby this time around. Whatever happens, this is my story. And I share it with you.