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 31 year old living in SoMD with my husband, Sid, our son, Spagett, our two cats, Knut and Gee, and a shitbird called Yuki. 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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