I'm not sorry that I bought those spicy chili flavored Doritos today over lunch. Please add "spicy anything and everything" to that "what I'm loving" food list of mine. Which is totally weird because I once used Kid's Crest Sparkle Fun toothpaste because I thought regular toothpaste was just too hot. I quit using Sparkle Fun when I was a sophomore in college. That is not a joke.
I'm sorry Blogger is dumb and has deleted not one, but two of the last posts that I've tried to publish.
I'm not sorry that I called Blogger those really bad names.
But I am sorry that my baby had to hear his/her mom say those words for the very first time. Earmuffs baby!
I'm sorry Sherman and I stole those two baseballs from our local school's baseball field this morning. But it was Sherm's fault. I just wanted to make him happy and he really really wanted to carry both baseballs home. I just couldn't say no. Plus, I figure for as much trash as he picks up around the city ... the dog deserves a baseball every now and then.
I'm not sorry that I forgot to clean our house this past weekend and instead went maternity clothes shopping.
But I am sorry that I went maternity clothes shopping. That is some rough stuff right there. I cried. Twice. And then I went to Wendy's for a frosty. And some fries.
I am truly truly sorry that Dan hasn't won Powerball yet. I'm trying to be patient, but it's getting so hard.
And I'm sorry that I have to go to bed now. But it takes me 29 minutes to get comfortable. Fifteen additional minutes just to figure out I have to pee again. And another 45 to actually fall asleep. Thus, I am going to bed at 7pm. Cheers!