I don't know what to blog about

Sorry I've been so quiet lately. It's not like I had a baby or anything.

I just don't know what to blog about.

I'm sure you don't want to hear about our quest for poopy diapers and how the lady across the street came by today to let me know that someone tried to break into her house and carried on the conversation for 5 minutes while I had baby spit up vomit all over me.

I'm going to try to do better next week (maybe a Fashion Friday?!). There are a lot of I's in this post.

Here are a few things that are going on around here.

C's left for St. Louis today.  5 minutes after he left, Monkey threw up her breakfast on me.  Then she had a poopy. Then she threw up on me again later (right before the neighbor lady stopped by). To say we're ready for him to come home would be an understatement.

But Emily is here! And she's helping me make sure that Monkey stays fed (while I pump) and also watching the Olympics with me and allowing me to take naps longer than 30 minutes where I don't have to have one eye opened listening for baby cries.

While Monkey does sleep, I've been catching up on Lauren over at Filing Jointly. She's a hoot'nanny.

I'm ready to go to Easton.

I'm also ready to buy clothes again.  I think I'll try my pre-pregnancy shorts tomorrow. Or maybe I'll wait till C gets home so he can pull my "post pregnancy summer clothes" tote out of my closet. Yeah, that's what I'll do.

I enjoy not having to pee every 20 minutes. But at the same time I miss having something in me kicking me all of the time. Now the doughy-ness is just doughy-ness and not baby.

Also, check out the size of this chip.

The End.