I ate eight Thin Mints last night. With a glass of wine.
Picking Camille up in the afternoons is harder for me than dropping her off. I can't not think about all of her day that I missed.
I've cried at two TV shows so far this week: Parenthood (Oh, Crosby and Jasmine and Poor Julia and Joel!) and Top Chef (Richard!).
Once, when Caroline was a baby (a baby who did not sleep particularly well), after getting up with her what seemed to be about every half hour one night, I yelled "Shut! Up!" from bed.
When I was in the check-out line at Target last night, I caught myself searching for news about Brad and Emily on the cover of People and Us. Pathetic? Yes.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
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Ashley, all I could think as I read this was, YES YES YES! ('cept mine were oatmeal cookies...with chocolate chips...and my tears were over <<>> American Idol.) You are too funny!
Love it <3
I cried when Richard called to tell his pregnant wife that he won Top Chef AND during the Teen Mom finale when Corey and Leah finally got married and were doing a ceremonial wedding dance with their twin babies. I only WISH I had a sleeve of thin mints to put a hurting on!
Thanks girls. I feel better about my confessions knowing I'm in good company.
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