I don't ever have one long enough to put together a post. Here's how it is around here: Mr. Kim's job is very demanding lately, so is mine coincidentally. I feel like I'm doing a craptastic job at home and at work because I am always doing something half-assed in order to get on to the next thing I'm going to do half-assed.
The Bug is turning one in a few weeks. I can't freaking believe it. She is adorable and hilarious. She cackles wildly whenever she is crawling onto something she shouldn't or swinging in the baby swing.
Next year I'll be cutting back to part time and work. We just decided and I've submitted some of the paperwork so I guess I can untie Mr. Kim and take the tape off his mouth. Good negotiation, very productive.
But seriously, we both feel that this school year has just been way too much. And of course at work I'm doing more than a full time job without ever being able to stay a little late to catch up.
Speaking of birthdays, in a few days I'll complete 37 years of whining to get out of backbreaking gardening chores, avoiding annoying people, eating too many Oreos, drinking sweet tea like a fiend, and appreciating every single warm day. There was other stuff but I can't remember it because it didn't happen today.
Oh, and the Bug is weened so I am free of the burden of her hypoallergenic diet. Cheese, treenuts and seafood are on the menu now but it turns out that I remembered them as better than they are. Damnit. I thought it would be a transcendent moment when I could go back to a regular diet but instead it's a little disappointing and I kind of miss nursing.