– About 6 years ago (maybe less), I was listening to NPR on the topic of a messaging system that gave updates to family and friends but was limited to about 140 characters. I immediately thought, “Why would anyone want to use that?”<\/p>\n
Twitter, HA!<\/p>\n
Now, I get to do status updates for work on Twitter. for WORK. How odd, huh? If you want to follow tpt go here<\/a>. (I won’t be offended if you don’t or have no clue as to what I’m talking about. I’m a late adopter.)<\/p>\n – I tried on my wedding dress a few weeks ago. No reason, really. But, should I be worried that 1) it’s still dirty from that day. No I never dry-cleaned it – should I? and 2)it fits. I know, I was shocked too. Either I was chubby 9 years ago or I’ve somehow lost all the married and baby weight I put on.<\/p>\n – I have a new office mate. And while he’s nice, he’s extremely opinionated. OPINIONATED! He thinks I’m in idiot for using a PC. Hey, buddy, I’ve got me one of them fancy itouch things so lay off me! <\/p>\n I’ve also been banished to the woman’s dressing room to pump. Actually, it’s pretty sweet. I have a private bathroom and I catch up on my two tv shows. (Parks and Rec<\/span> – Hilarious! and Office<\/span>) It’s a nice break during the day. But still annoying.<\/p>\n – We’re heading over to London in May. WITH.THE.BABY.NINE.HOUR.FLIGHT.OH.HELP.ME! I’m a little worried. The kid has flown as recently as January and did great. But now, he’s getting more like, “hey, you, hold me!” “No, wait! I want to look at you upside down.” “Put me down over there!” “WHY’D you put me down!!”<\/p>\n Ya, that should be fun on a plane. But his passport is so cute! (my preshus bayyy-beeee has a passport!)<\/p>\n – and speaking of Jules (I’ll keep it short, I promise), he totally understands me! For example: Me: Jew-uls, eh, eh. Don’t pull<\/p>\n Jules: (blank stare at me – then back to pulling)<\/p>\n Me: Jew-uls, don’t pull <\/p>\n Jules:<\/p>\n Me:<\/p>\n Jules: (yanks hard)<\/p>\n Me: JULES! Eh, eh! Don’t pull. <\/p>\n Jules: (pouty face emerges and begins a FAKE CRY, people)<\/p>\n Me: Oh, Jules, you’re fine, don’t pull. <\/p>\n Jules: \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" – About 6 years ago (maybe less), I was listening to NPR on the topic of a messaging system that gave updates to family and friends but was limited to about 140 characters. I immediately thought, “Why would anyone want to use that?” Twitter, HA! Now, I get to do status updates for work on read more
(Scene: Baby in my moms arms at the table, playing with her necklace. Me sitting next to them.)<\/p>\n