1) It's my birthday today and nothing bad happened! I was on quite a streak for a while there, what with finding people guilty of murdering their mothers, having Chris work all day while Owen pooped on the floor, and Chris having a seizure, but it seems my birthday mojo got turned around this year.
The people I work with brought hummus and ice-cream bars to the office, a friend got me flowers, my sister-in-law BROUGHT ME LUNCH. It was like being in the hospital, but better, because I didn't have to be in the hospital.
2) My work started a new health initiative wherein they give you money on a quarterly basis, basically for wearing a pedometer around.
The stress of keeping track of that stupid god-forsaken pedometer is taking YEARS off my life.
3) If you click around on this blog creation page (don't ask me how, because I don't know. It just sometimes happens somehow) you find a record of how people get to this blog page.
It turns out that if I do become famous, it will be because pregnant ladies want to eat laundry detergent.
UNITE MY PICA SISTERS!
Except also, I can never be famous. It's been a while since I read the comments for that post, but I'm pretty sure one lady was like, "M'am. It's really unhealthy to eat laundry detergent. Do you not love your baby?"
That wasn't really my point.
4) My sister's wedding was AWESOME and we should throw fabulous parties more often.
By the way, a balloon artist went to Sam's camp last week, so now he's all, "Balloon Man Chaz can come to family events, you know."
But, MAN am I glad that wedding speech is over. Do you suppose it is always stressful or do I just over think things?