Time Out

I need a break from blogging. It's not that I'm out of control busy; to be quite honest I'm over it and not in the mood lately. I remember going through this exact same feeling right before I had Cole, and I have no idea what triggers it, but it is just something that needs to happen. Don't you fret my pet, I'll be back one of these days. In the mean time I'll be getting ready for Birtha, spoiling Cole and resting my cooter bones. Goodness gracious, I never remember having pains that were this sharp and excruciating with Cole. Let me tell you what ... they blow and I'm over them too. Alright, just by my rambling it's clearly obvious that my bitter, exhausted, helpless self needs a break before I bore everyone to death. See you on the flip side.

 

Don't you worry. I'll  hold down the fort just fine, but I will admit that I'll be taking the lazy way out from time to time. Here is one of my "multi-tasking" lazy moments from last night.

 

 

Why the frown Swazie?

So Big!