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my son really poops a lot.

i am often reminded of what shelley says about poop; its size, texture, color and weight. i told my son today about "spiderman" big-boy underpants and he was enthralled with that idea (until i said that he had to use the big-boy potty). i'm afraid that he'll never get out of diapers now. why id he afraid of the big toilet? does he think it will swallow him whole? do you remember when you were a kid and someone started a rumor about a snake swimming through the sewer pipes and into the toilet boil to bite your butt? well, as far as i know, no one has told my two-year-old that!!!

work was good today, however i am a bit nervous for tomorrow as my account executive is flying in from chicago, bright and early. i'm excited to meet her, but am afraid that she will think that i am not what she had in mind for this job. poor me.

i had a great all-girls weekend in cross lake, it was just what i needed to relax and just what my husband needed to miss and appreciate me (should i go away more often?).

my cat, harvey, is peacefully sleeping near me. just looking at him makes me want to relax and go to sleep ... so, goodnight.

crap!

whew!!! -

for the life of me, i couldn't figure out how to get back on here. would you believe that i have a degree in graphic design with a majority of my schooling in computers? makes no sense, i know.

$550 face cream

how can i sell face cream for so much money? i work at an establishment that places expensive skincare in the same realm as water or even air. and how sad that i take a certain amount of pride in saying that i work at the top store in my field. why does this impress me and does it really impress anyone else? basically, i schlep makeup - big whoop! does that make me any closer to hollywood and movie sets? hmmmm - i think not (i did grow up in california though). as it stands, i live 2000 miles from any real movie productions, i can barely pay my rent, we haven't paid our energy bill in months, yet i drive a saab and use a $550 dollar face cream (i get it for free - thank you very much). where does this say that my smarts are? obviously not in finances. you know what stinks about this as well? my husband is not so hot in the money department either (don't tell him i said that), but i guess that since his depression doesn't lead him to shop, he's the one that has taken over paying our bills (or not paying them - however you want to view it).

ho-hum. a blog here, a blog there. whoever thought of the words "ho-hum"? if you know the answer, please reply ...

can i tell you all how much i LOVE my beautiful son? i love him with a love that i didn't know existed. everyone at church knows him, but how sad that they don't know us. does it mean that i am unfriendly? or does it just mean that i don't have the gall to run around church with my finger in my nose, serenading the water fountain and jumping on the furniture with gusto while yelling "i wuv you, mommy"?

huh.

this is nice. a blog to blog in. i've never blogged before. i have been reading a few blogs from my fellow Solomons Porcher's and am utterly fascinated by reading about their insights, thoughts and kooky neuroses.

doggone it - how the heck do i upload photos of my son?

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