I really don't have anything to write about. Other than I'm tired and want to go back to bed. I remember the days when I could do that ... sigh. Maybe in a couple of years I'll be able to do that. In fact the Orclette may beg me too-everything is funner when mom is asleep :D At least it was when I was growing up.
New season of NCIS has started. Father-in-law also likes the show so he tapes 'em which means I'll actually see them before the next season starts. And I'm the one with cable and he only has rabbit ears (or something like that).
5 weeks after the birth of Miniorc and my run/walking rotation is at 3minutes running/2minutes walking. I'm not running fast-I look like a plodder I'm sure.
49 days til Damm gets home. Sometimes I wish I could slash at the calendar and the days would just fall away.
And the Orclette reports that she's "crying." But she burst into laughter after telling me that. Toddlers do say the darndest things.