Starting tomorrow, I don’t have to blog every day.
I mean, technically, I didn’t have to do it every day in November. It’s not like there’s been a guy following me around with a gun to my head for the last 30 days. Because, not only is that highly improbable, but man, I’d feel bad for that guy. He’d be super bored by now, and I would have made him do things like carry in the groceries, and rake the leaves. You’re not staying in my house for a month and not pulling your weight — no way, Jose! (Which is just an expression — I imagine his name would be Raoul.) Now go get me the mail!
The last few days, I’ve been slacking off and relying on pictures — I blame Instagram, personally. But you can go ahead and blame me, since I’m the lazy one.
So, what’s new?
Well, I’m still not pregnant — but we’re in the middle of a new cycle and things are moving along. And by things, I mean my ovaries.
And I still don’t have a job — obviously, seeing as I decorated the house for Christmas in record time on a Monday. And so far this week, I’ve watched Willy Wonka, Home Alone, Last Holiday, You’ve Got Mail (which isn’t especially Christmasy, but man, I love Tom Hanks), and Christmas Vacation (naturally) and it’s only Wednesday. Afternoon.
It’s also come to my attention that I don’t own Elf, While You Were Sleeping, The Holiday, Mixed Nuts, or Scrooged, so if you’re looking for any last-minute gift ideas, there you go.
… and that’s pretty much my life in a nutshell.
“How did I get into this nutshell?!”