Thursday, March 17, 2005
st pattys day
Erin go Bra-less
ok. Happy St. Patricks day. Since I can't enjoy the Guinness with the best of you, or stand in a line for a pub with all that noise and smoke, I decided to eat shepherds pie at lunch. it was more mashed potatoes than shepherd but I wasn't complaining! so last night's dream was courtesy of the "you're going to be a horrible mother" phantom. I was changing my baby on the bottom shelf of the changing table. dont ask. and I got a phone call and went off to chat. (maybe I was thinking, hey its the bottom shelf, less distance to fall.) and I'm off chatting an hour later I remember i have a baby! and its on the changing table! so i run back to the nursery and there the baby sits, calm, smiling and no signs of neglect. so yes, im having anxiety dreams, but from what i can see babies are pretty darn resilient! i had to interview this guy today and I hid my easter bunny pez dispenser from the top of my desk. no clue why. just decided it was best to hide him, now the bunny won't look me in the eye. i've shamed him. or maybe it was b/c i just chomped down a Russell Stover chocolate bunny with a marshmallow center. yum. me love easter candy. almost as much as me loves talking like cookie monster. hours til the O.C.: 3.15
