Fred and Bessie are obsessing about their weight again. It must be because of those pesky New Year's resolutions, no? Or maybe they want to lose weight so they're not slaughtered for the next pot roast. How can I convince them that they're not edible?
In other news, we're supposed to get two to four inches of snow tomorrow! YAY!!! A big thank you to all of you to whom I wrote and asked that you send your snow my way. :) Way to go. Now my Little Guy can try out his new Christmas sled, the only thing he asked for this year. It's been killing him that he hasn't been able to use it.
And whose idea was it to make teenagers? I swear, if they came out as teenagers 1) it would hurt SOOOO much more 2) no one would ever have kids 3) did I mention how much that would hurt? Two of my newborns were over 10 pounds and THAT was too much. Burgh Baby's Mom posted about her darling toddler who communicates like a teenager. Like MY teenager. Me: So how was your day? Teen: I don't want to talk about it. Me: Will you want to talk about it later? Teen: Maybe. Grr.
Is it just me, or is anyone else out there near the end of their first masters class and procrastinating? Just me? Okay, then I need to get back to my homework.
Until I write again ...
P.S. If you're new to Bessie and Fred, check out the side bar for links to the back story. :) I'm thinking of giving them their own blog.