A Little of This, A Little of That
And every time I go out somewhere, I'm constantly saying "I should totally blog about this!" And then no sooner do I speak those words that the thought is lost to the mush that is my brain.
Tomorrow I take Ellery for her first weigh in since we started her on formula. A month ago she weighed in at 10lbs, 9oz - I'm thinking she's somewhere around the 13lb mark by now, which for a 6 month old isn't very heavy, but for my arm carrying around the car seat? Feels like a ton.
I've also been keeping track of what the formula is costing us. Dear Lord. She's going through one can of powdered formula about every 4 days, which at a cost of about $25 bucks a can, adds up. Yi.
One of my best girlfriends had a baby boy yesterday. His name is Benjamin, and he weighed in at 7lbs, 10 oz. I'm delighted for my friend, but am interested to see what she'll be like as a mom. This is the girl I used to have to give a piggyback ride home to after it rained (while we were in high school), because earthworms "freaked her out."
I'm back into Ramona in a big way. My fingers ache from all the playing around. Let's hope my resolve to be a kick ass guitar chick hangs in there this time.
You know what's dumb? Dumb is washing a load of clothes, then realizing a day later that those clothes are still in the washer, then yelling expletives for five minutes before finally going into the laundry room, opening the washer, realizing that those clothes now smell not-so-fresh, and then having to re-wash them.
You know what's really dumb? Doing that with three loads of laundry in one week.
I'm hoping that I've gotten over my melancholy state of mind. Being so emo really sucks. So yay for a happier mood, for better posting habits, and for not forgetting any more loads of laundry!