A Rare Evening

It's 9:00. 

I'm sitting on the couch.  I've been on my laptop since 8.  This is so weird.

I finally added a picture and changed my name on twitter. 

And, I might post something in the middle of the week!  I know!

Maybe you aren't as excited as I am.  That's okay.  It's the little things in life for me.

Annika might be crying.  She is.  Dang.  Maybe she'll go back to sleep. 

She's not stopping. 

I'm hitting publish.

And then I'll go check on her.

Which will lead to laying down in bed to nurse her.

Which will lead to falling asleep. 

I'm still publishing this.

Sorry for wasting your time.

Until the next rare evening!