This is the place I've set aside to talk to myself. Where I can say the things I can't or won't say face-to-face with others. Feel free to eavesdrop.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
some fucking bookends
I am lying in bed with a sleeping Spagett next to me, browsing the internet on my phone. More specifically, browsing my blog posts from when I was pregnant. And there is a picture of the very first positive piss test that eventually ended with... Spagett.
I'm a boring 25 year old living on the outskirts of Jacksonville with my husband, Sid, our son, Spagett, and our three cats, Knut, Sammy, and Gee. Even though Sid is in the navy, I loathe and avoid the term "navy wife": I do not define myself or my marriage by my husband's military career.
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