I Hate Cows...

Trying to come up with interesting things to say...

but I have nothing.

Really, I know you don't want to hear about the indigestion. Or the fact that I currently have to pee. As I did 5 minutes ago and 5 minutes after I went to the bathroom last.

So, hmmm... well, my parents are coming. Possibly for a while. How long a while? I have no idea. They might MOVE here. I may move away. Kevin has already packed.

Rora came in from the living room very excited yesterday- see, on Sunday mornings I tend to bake for the week, this time it was cranberry-orange muffins, Elvis muffins (banana muffins with chocolate and peanut butter chips) and both blueberry and chocolate chip wheat pancakes. So, if she's not into helping, I let her watch cartoons for a while. Yes, I am a bad mom. Anyway, she was very excited...

"Mama! Guess what?"

"What?"

"They have a new shampoo that stops tangles! Did you know about that?"

"Well, yeah- the shampoo I got for you stops tangles."

"But this is new!"

So, TV is evil, we all know that. I need to teach that kid to skip over the commercials.

Oh, and Alala wants a pic of me pregnant. This is despite the fact that I am picture-phobic as it is, and I stopped weighing myself once I had gained 15 pounds (something like 3 weeks ago). So now I am elephantine and ignorant. Which is the best way to go, let me tell you. And now she wants documentation of my life as a water buffalo? Too cruel. We'll see. Maybe it will happen if Kevin lets me take a picture of him wearing Rora's pink swim goggles, which he did for most of the day yesterday. Maybe.

And here is a gratuitous pic of Rora:



And a few from Kev's footy game:

posted by Kelly at 6/04/2007 12:48:00 PM