Say It With Me: So What!

I know, today's Thursday. Whatev.

So What If...

I almost just started crying because I couldn't lay on my stomach and write this blog.

I walked into the wrong apartment last night for Bible Study. Straight up opened the door, walked in.

My bra size horrifies me right now. Horrifies. 

I think taking a bath is nasty. Yeah, I said it, all you bath lovers. You either bleach the white out of your tub right before you do it, or you're sitting where all the dirt from the week has settled. If you do bleach it out, you're still sitting in a tub of {after 10 minutes} luke warm water filled with your sweat and dead skin cells. Just sitting in it. I don't understand.

It took me a for real two to three minutes to get my socks and shoes on tonight. Only perk of being pregnant in the summer? Flip flops.

I don't whisk. What does it mean, anyway? When I see a recipe that calls for whisking, let me tell you exactly what happens. I dump in whatever I'm supposed to whisk in, and stir. With a wisk, of course.

Kohl's has me hooked. They need to stop sending me all these crazy coupons.

I have a favorite dog. His name is Bailey.

I'd rather not take a shower at all than have to be rushed through the whole shower-dry my hair-makeup- find something that fits process.

I want Cam from Modern Family to be my best friend forever and ever.

Here's my sweet teething girl. 

So what if some days I just cry looking at her. 

She's my best little friend. Forever and ever. 

Until Next Time,
The Guff