I told them that I had one, but I don't post to it much and it is pretty boring. Maybe my Facebook statuses are more exciting. I guess I should post my good ones here instead.
So, I was sitting at the table eating breakfast with Gibson and started having rambling thoughts:
I'm watching the cars rush by outside as parents rush to get kids to the bus stop then get to work and I'm thankful that we don't have to rush like that and I can let Montana sleep in.
Gibson finally decided to eat scrambled eggs again and with spinach in them too. This is truly a blessing since he's won't hardly eat anything healthy.
I dropped my toast with fruit spread, but I caught it! Unfortunately, I caught it fruit spread side next to my right boob.
Anyway, I was really feeling quite smug about what a fantastic day it was going to be and how it was full of win until that toast thing happened. It was like karma was telling to quit being so cocky.
Oh well, today is supposed to be warmer.
