2. I have noticed that Abby the Flabby Labby has gotten a bit flabbier these days. It didn't make sense. Nothing has changed in our routine lately, except that Cary is home more often. Mystery solved. See exhibits A, B, and C.
3. A week from tomorrow, we will find out what plane Cary will be flying, and where we will be moving too. Most of the time, I'm not really aware of this fact and continue on about my day. But every now and then, it dawns on me that our life is about to drastically change and I have no idea what's coming, and I feel the need to stuff my face with chocolate/hide in the closet while holding my knees to my chest and rocking back and forth/obsessively scrub the bathtub/watch Army wives and cry/do all of these things at the same time. But mostly I'm excited to know what's coming, and I hope that the next week proceeds in a speedy fashion.
4. I really like green smoothies. Everyone should drink one. Right now. My recipe is this: Get a blender. Or a magic bullet, which Cary's parents got me for Christmas, and is super awesome for this. Put some frozen fruit in it. Put some vanilla greek yogurt or some vanilla protein powder in there. Add some orange juice. Stuff it to the top with spinach. Pulverise the ever loving daylights out of that stuff. Bring it in to work and feel gloatingly healthier than everyone else because you are drinking green stuff. I swear on the grave of my beloved childhood pet hampster named Snuggles that you can't taste the spinach in the slightest.
5. I'm making these today:
|How can I have s'more if I haven't had any yet?|
Come to Mama. This is why I run, people. I love s'mores so much I want to marry them.