twelve 12th thursday thoughts

1. deadlines, chaos and meetings. pass the stapler and my shoes, thanks

2. yes, haha, i know it’s the 12th.

3. i have just been rickrolled. I AM NOT HAPPY.

4. i have a good soundtrack. tis my saving grace.

5. thinking about pink jumping castles and yellow ‘n green donkeys.

6. waiting on my momma to come for coffee and remind me that hey, im a little more normal than i used to be.

7. crap i am getting old. life’s all about early nights and unplugging at the moment.

8. the ‘tapes’ are definitely swirling. megan will get that. i’m okay with it. heh.

9. paradigm, paradigm, paradigm. i like stretching mine.

10. roll on friday.

11. holy crapshit. it’s a week til your birthday. 7 days. Wow. this time, three years ago, I was doing my daily sojourn between home and the hospital and spent my time abusing my iBurst and googling things like “if i’m already at the hospital, should I just go to maternity and push?” and “what do i do if i’m not really ready for this?” and “are babies really that loud?” (turns out, you actually weren’t, and funny, i wasn’t at maternity and it took me a while to get there, and well, turns out, you’re never really ready for anything anyway :). I kind of miss the calm and calamity of those days.

12. My jersey has a little hole in it. it was created this morning when I got my jersey stuck on the doorhandle. I am not a morning person. Even though Sheena will disagree with this 😉