Just in case you're wondering where I am, did I die, do her posts reflect an unstable nature, know that I'm virtually here, I am alive, and post holidays make me unstable yes they do. So let's talk about that:
Target's exchange policy says
<---- this, precisely. I need to exchange my 8x10 frames for 5x7, Target. No I don't have a receipt, no I do not know where my driver's license is, here is my passport, no that doesn't work? Head hung low.
I will try my best to print pictures for everyone who has requested them. In the mean time, assume that my child is beautiful. I realize that she is nearly 3 months.
I have not done normal household chores in about a week, until today. Mr Incredible thought it would be best not to tell cyberspace that my kitchen sink stinks of rotten eggs.
Through mind reading, I can tell that people think I am a snobby matriarch. I'm sure my tendency towards a) a control freakish nature and b) pearls supports this terrible accusation.
My spending inclinations are on a downward spiral. This is concerning. I am becoming of victim of free shipping. I am the clay pigeon of buy one get one with beverage purchase auntie annes. I am not getting a snack half price. I'm getting doubly fat. This I know.
Let's wrap this up, shall we? The following are features of schizophrenia: emotional blunting (I just don't care) Intellectual deterioration (thesaurus.com, dictionary.com) Social isolation (I blog. It's a slippery slope.) Disorganized speech and behavior (for another day I'll tell you about my social inappropriateness.) Delusions (there are no calories when I eat my kids leftovers because it was theirs) Hallucinations (I see yellow spots on everything.)