Here's the deal

Here's the deal with Thursdays, and why I skipped yet another day. On Thursday nights, I stay at the Johnson's. They have a nice cozy bed and a dog that likes to snuggle (there are other reasons as to why I don't stay at my own apartment those nights but those details aren't particularly important). Downside being- they have WiFi but no idea what the password is, so I can't use my computer at their house and I generally like to blog at the end of the day. It's a poor excuse I know, but I'm going to use it.

Today is a good day. I'm wearing leggings and starting to feel more confident in the whole idea. Plus, I realized that this is the closest to not wearing pants that I can legally get (I HATE wearing pants...) so being comfortable and confident is pretty awesome. I took Augie to PlayPals (which is at the city gym, they have TONS of toys for toddlers, you pay a dollar and let them loose for two hours) today and ran into Jill Paulus who is staff at Cstone. It's interesting and slightly weird for me to see them in real life, it's like seeing a teacher outside of the classroom. But that was good because I got to know her a wee bit better and it's making me work on my relational skills because I seriously lack them. Seriously.

Then we came home and made a fort. A pretty stellar one. However, because it was so cool and awesome and I was really proud of it I kind of became a grouch towards Augie who didn't understand that ripping the blankets down ruins my hard work. But it's not about me, it's about his enjoyment...bad nanny moment.

I've decided that for lent I'm not going to give something up but I'm going to try to write my Aunt Marge a letter at least 5 times a week. She is in a nursing home, doesn't get many visitors or calls and is very lonely. I pray that I not be forgotten when I'm old.