I've read two books lately, Message in a Bottle by Nicholas Sparks and Green Jasper by KM Grant. Neither of them were that great, and for some unknown reason, I didn't put them down halfway through and walk away. I'm weird like that. I'm quite into the book I'm reading now though...
Baby boy is ill again. That's makes two colds and two weeks. The fun part, is that Mommy and Daddy are sharing in the joy that is sore throats and body aches.
I can't find my address book. Anywhere. And trust me, I've looked. I even looked behind the dryer, in the offchance it crawled behind there on its own. And the garage, I looked there even though I haven't been out there in weeks. It's purple and strangely has sentimental value, if you find it, please let me know.
I made corn and crab chowder last night. It was seriously good, but I forgot to take a picture.
My mother-in-law moved out yesterday, which means I have no time to myself at all. I miss her even though a lot of the times we really just don't get along.
I've finally upgraded to beta blogger, aren't you proud?