Jess invited me to this blog about five seconds after the white stick had the number of pink lines on it it that means that you need to buy another stick to be sure. For some reason, I have only become able to post as of ten minutes ago. Google. [sigh.] Me. [doublesigh.]
Here is a list of thing about Jessica that have not changed even though she is pregnant:
- She does the vast majority of the housework.
- She does 99% of the cooking slash food preparation.
- She is, as described by Sam, a "monster in the morning."
- She smells nice.
- She is bringing home 70% of our income.
- She has great style and zero confidence in her style.
- She applies toxic paint to things constantly and for no reason.
As I have said many times before, I am hoping that this new little human will be much dumber than Sam--making all of our lives easier and him ultimately happier.
Here is a picture of Sam looking at a ridiculous plastic boat we littered into a storm ravine:
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| The Red One Is Winning, But Really We Are All Winners. |
We put a blue one in there too. We called it a "race" for essentially no reason. It was a great experience. Rivers can entertain for hours.
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| I Told You There Was a Blue One. Sam Is Wearing the Same Clothes, Proving Incontrovertibly That This Occurred on the Same Day. |
That "river" is literally full of shit.
This is what it looks like when I blog. See why I shouldn't?
TEAM DIAMOND!
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