On Our Way To Crazy

I have anxiety. Today was a crazy day. I want to give y’all more details, but things might turn out well and then I will have felt bad about writing mean things about people.

I would like to let everyone know that even though I am 27 and not 47, I have a brain in my head. One that works. I understand basic concepts and ideas and am capable of both dialing a phone and climbing a ladder.

It’s hard to unconditionally love a bunch of teenagers when they do things like stand two inches behind you all night and repeat everything you say or intentionally separate themselves from the group and then make loud obnoxious comments about how they are separated from the group.

Sibling relationships are hard. Especially when your siblings are also your coworkers.

I need to find a super fabulous top to wear with a black wool skirt and either tall boots or patent leather flats and sweater tights.

I hate Crate and Barrel for taunting me with ads during Project Runway on Bravo when there’s not a store anywhere around here.

I am excited for tomorrow to get here, both because I am going to Nickel Creek’s last! show! at the Ryman, but because the Cowboys finally play the Packers and Aaron will stop counting down the hours.

I think this is the best baby gift for new parents ever. We have sent it to several people and it always gets rave reviews.