Ew, did I brush my teeth this morning? Ugh, I think not. Nasty, dude.
Anyway, there are 7 zillion things I'm supposed to write about, or rather want to write about. If I just tell you what they are, can that count as a post? Sweet!
Okay, so I'm going to be doing a review of two different books: a children's book called Terrible Trevor written by my college friend Pia Pulido (you can gander at her fb fanpage here), and another called Twenty-Six Letters to Heaven , which is a Charlotte Mason style Catholic preschool curriculum. Super stoked about both. Can't wait!
Also, I'm going to be doing a giveaway (maybe more than one. Maybe a bunch!) sponsored by Aquinas & More. Yay for free goodies! I heart winning and I adore free things. If only *I* could enter. Snap.
Then there's the birth story (of course. I need my wits about me for that one though, so maybe after her two week birthday) and the results of my attempt at doing an at-home deep conditioning treatment on my hair in an effort to curb the desire to cut it myself:
|evidence of foolishness. That's plastic wrap, in case you're wondering. And under-eye bags.|
Holy mackerel I am HUNGRY!
Hey, Tommy makes a super easy cheater Sangria. It's really pretty before you mix it. I should give you the "recipe" for that too. You'd like that, right?
Clearly I just don't know where to start.
So yeah, I really need to brush my teeth.
Edited at 4:58 p.m. to add:
Cloth diapering! I need to talk about that, too! My very first week of cloth diapering. And with no hot water at that. Gosh, my brain is clearly a sieve. Oh, and that my husband is a freaking genius in the garden and our tomato plants are probably at least 4 feet tall. Maybe taller. And though I'm predisposed to hyperbole (Surprised? I thought not.) I am not making that up.
Also, no, I have not yet brushed my teeth.