It doesn't feel like things are getting any better.

How can this be?

Do you think things are hard for Wendy too, or do you think she just doesn't care?

Wyatt passed out on the toilet yesterday.

Mike heard a big thud and went to the door and knocked.

No response.

He opened the door and there was Wy on the floor with a bloody lip.

He said he was pushing to hard and must have forgot to breathe.

Mike thinks Wy may be lactose intolerant.

Anyone know anything about that?

Does it make you constipated and absent minded towards breathing?

I wonder what the deal is with being constipated around here.

Remember a month or so ago when I thought Gizmo had a stroke but it turned out he was constipated?

Maybe Gizmo's lactose intolerant too.

We let Pearl out of her playpen and into the barnyard yesterday.

It's official, she's a real pig now.

If she were a Native American pig her name would be "Runs With Ducks".

She's having loads of fun frolicking with the flock (and the goats)

Yesterday was the worst birthday of Mikes life. 

Worst celebratory day of his whole life secondary only to the Fathers day I forgot two years ago.

I didn't forget his birthday yesterday, I just didn't care.

Isn't that HORRIBLE.

I suck at multitasking stress and despair.

I should have been able to suck it up long enough to honor the day of my husbands birth, but I couldn't.

I spent the entire day in my extremely uncomfortable emotional coma eating crackers and watching CNN.

The election is over and Wendy is gone.

I have to deal with this.

Oh my Gawd.

Do you see how I roll?

I was telling you about how I flaked out on my spouses birthday and go right back to talking about myself.

I'll have to plan a surprise birthday for him in April to make things right.

I hope he doesn't read this, I'd hate to ruin the surprise, although odds are I'll have forgotten all about it come April.

Remind me of this plan in five months would you...