I read last week about the different types of floor movement that babies accomplish. Veronica’s version is apparently called “creeping” because she scoots on her stomach. If she were to get up on her elbows, that would technically be crawling. (Of course, she crawls backward, but creeps forward). Some babies never crawl; they creep and then walk. I think V may be in that camp. ?Because she’s gotten excited this last week about standing. And she’s taken a few baby steps (pun intended) with assistance. I would post pictures of these accomplishments, but the spouse is slacking and has not provided me with documentation of her deeds. Spouse, get on that.
I reached my 90 days at work, so they can’t get rid of me now (well, not easily, at least). I think I’m finally getting the hang of it all . . . until I get some strange new deal. Definitely means life is not boring and I like the challenge.
Possibly the most important thing I’ve learned over the last three months: must be to the break room by 7:53 a.m. on donut day or else all the good ones will be gone.
In a few short hours, I will have to break out the dentures and start complaining about arthritis.
On the plus side, I will be a decade older than the spouse. since I will be in my 30s and he, the young thing, will be in his 20s. (Yes, I’m a cradle-snatcher.) Some of my co-workers, my boss, and my uber boss, didn’t understand my math when I tried to explain the importance (or the math) of my being a decade older than the spouse, but I know you, dear readers, will understand.
When I am an entire decade older than him, the spouse will really have to respect his elder. He’ll have to listen to the wisdom of the ages?my age, that is. And bring me coffees. What with my aching back and my rheumatism, I won’t be able to get the coffee myself.
There is a Civ app for the iPhone. I am so tempted. . . . Review say that it’s buggy though. Maybe I’ll hold off until they fix the crashing issues.
Two weeks left of swim class
Two days until we meet the new Watersy puppy
Twelve days left until my birthday
Husband is becoming more and more insistent that I tell him what I want for my birthday.
I have no idea what I want for my birthday.
What do I want for my birthday, internets?
