Where have I been for the past month?
HOA schmoa, bitches.
Obsessive? Check. Neurotic? Check. Freaking out over nothing? Checkity-check.
Tricia schools Daddy on the ways of a persistent baby.
Get comfortable in my own skin? Maybe later. Right now, I’m wallowing in my angst over my body, okay?
But not like the chick in “The Exorcist.” Although, I have to admit, that would be a pretty killer party trick. Alas, I have not yet become possessed by Satan…well, at least if I have been, he’s been in here for a long while. Which is a possibility I probably shouldn’t discount. But I digress. [...]
I love the beach. The photos? Are all in link form. I love you, too.
We’re leaving for the beach today. WOOHOO! I’m not taking my laptop, so I won’t be online whilst we’re gone. I’ll be back Monday with a refreshed mind and memory cards full of pictures. Have a good weekend!
A little bit of Tricia’s first birthday. VERY photo-heavy, kids.
Aunt Becky guest stars as Tricia’s ice dealer. No, really.