>> Running into someone coming around the corner of an aisle at Target. I'm going into the aisle. Lady is exiting the aisle. We do the weird "trying to get around each other but we keep stepping in the same direction" about three times before I fake a laugh and back up, muttering sorry. Why am I even saying sorry? She's the one who came barreling out of the aisle with her shopping cart and just about plowed over S in her stroller.
>> Dallas acting all tough and mean to other dogs when we're out on our walks. When his real doggy self is a tail wagging, scared-of-anything-that-bangs, lazy boy. On the outside though, people must think we have some ferocious animal.
>> Discovering my little one is trying her hardest to poop but there's not much coming out and it's always stuck to her bum. But really, it must be awful transitioning from nice easy milk poops to those dang solid food poops. Needless to say we ate prunes for breakfast.
>> The smell of that perfect little baby head after her bath.
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>> The fact that tomorrow I get to spend a couple hours at a spa with friends and fluffy robes and a 50-minute massage. And someone else is paying for it!
>> Yes, I'm talking about the Olympics again, lucky you. Because how amazing are those athletes? Spotlight for today is Danell Leyva rallying to win the bronze in the Men's Gymnastics All-Around! USA, we do work. 'Nuff said.
>> On that note, Hubs and I are getting together with our friends on Saturday for an Olympic-themed BYOB party. Brilliant! More on that, next week. Cheerio.
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