I think there was a "second" point - can't remember now what it was. And of course, it's 6:04 a.m., and I hear a baby crying. I'll have to come back later to tell all the gory details of Camille's 4th birthday.
Friday, May 30, 2008
This whole thing is a crazy idea. Blogging, I mean. First, sleep deprivation does the craziest things to you. Most recently, I'm discovering that my "filter" is gone. You know, the filter that asks you helpful questions before you open your big fat pie hole. Questions like: "Is this really helpful to say?" "Aren't you being a little unkind? Unfair maybe?" Yeah, those kinds of questions. So, here I am, exhausted and a little set on edge, and everywhere I turn, I'm opening my mouth to say something either I don't really mean or I mean but didn't intend to say. Blogging is sure to be dangerous in this frame of mind.
Posted by Jen at 4:00 AM