I’m struggling a little today. It happens, don’t it? Just like bad grammar.
In the good news department, I’ve learned of a friend’s first pregnancy. Since I won't have any more of my own, since I'll always regret it, I am always VERY excited about other people's babies. My friend is gorgeous, I expect a baby every bit as cute as Suri. She’s already bordering the maniacal regarding her pregnancy… endless teasing in perspective.
There’s a shrimp in the making as Miss C. would say! There’s a brand new human being on its way. There’s a sweet baby I will hold next spring. Very cool.
Other than that, I’m rather moping. Who / what will get me out of my funk? Who’ll make me smile again?
A suggestion to end the moping: if you have time (I know you are a busy woman!), try to get to your library and find "Politically Correct Bedtime Stories: Modern Tales for Our Life & Times", by James Finn Garner. Take the book home, making sure you check it out and not just stuff it in your bag. Make a cup of hot chocolate, tea or mix your favorite drink. Sit down and get comfortable. Read the book. Laugh. Enjoy. Bises avec plein de sourires! I hope you feel better soon! ;o)
ReplyDeleteAaaaw, thanks Caro. I'll add it to my "to read" list.
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