Jul 23, 2010 13:43
Penny popped her first tooth! And the second one, its mate, appears to be imminent. Hooray!
I know all I talk about is Penny, and though she makes me very happy and apparently for me being a mom was a great idea after all despite all my fears, I know that I am now one of those boring people who can't talk about anything else but their kids. Problem is, she takes up all of my time. So I *could* talk about grocery shopping (I just bought a bunch of Dove ice cream at the discount grocery outlet! Why am I fat again?) or laundry (boy, that white vinegar does wonders for mildewy smelling jeans!) or how I'm trying to get my fat ass on a Wii Fit schedule (three times a week!) but it all seems incredibly boring, even more boring than Penny. I'm not throwing wild orgiastic parties, nor attending any, or even going through yet another existential crisis--hopefully I'm done with those. I'm just...living a normal life. Which really, considering who and where I was a decade ago, seems like an unbelievable accomplishment. I can't ask for more than that.
writing,
pretty penny