sunday confession

melancholy, much?

mm's iphone is here.
i was all "meh" about it,
until i learned about
angry birds.
suddenly, i love that phone.

i can't watch glee anymore.
i tried.
i think it is because
i LIVED it.
and i was teased.
a lot.
now suddenly it's cool?
meh.

i worry i might be blogged out.
so i've been thinking about a new blog.
that's not so "meh"...
my new favorite word.
can you tell?

i'm not sleeping again.
that means something is bothering me.
not sure what it is.
i've tried writing everything down.
not working.
this ended badly last time it happened.
so i am wary.
and sleepy.
and prone to complain.

mm and i washed the cars today,
just like sundays of old.
it was really nice.
the kids even helped.
there might be a light at the end of this tunnel yet.

i am reading a parenting book,
more on this later, but
the first chapter is about getting two hours to yourself.
i was most excited until i realized -
she meant two hours - a week.
i was really hoping she would say
two hours a day.
meh.

we went to a birthday party yesterday,
and the birthday girl's whole family was there.
grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins.
it made me wish we lived closer to family.

what's your sunday confession?
the confessional is open.