March 17th, 2005 - 1:16 pm
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Is it terrible and trite of me to adore our UPS man?
Because I do. I love the UPS man. And he’s blonde, which is strange. Well — not strange that he’s blonde, but strange that I adore him, because generally blonde doesn’t do it for me.
Maybe I just need to get out more.
Tuesday Mel brought over pictures of the baby. Little alien ultrasound pictures, which are awesome. Little baby fingers and toeses, and a little baby profile with a snubby button nose. August is so going to rock.
Today I’m meant to have a talk, and I am trying not to think about it much. Which makes this whole writing-about-it thing sort of counterproductive, come to think of it. So I’m going to stop. Immediately.
Right…now.