Hmmm…I’m preeeetty sure I’m not G-Rated, but thanks weird useless quiz! Now when Jason tells me I swear too much, I can say, “Excuse me, I’m G-Rated.”

Lately, I’ve been trying to hold back on the F’s. Ah, the days of swearing like a sailor (is that the saying? or is it, swearing like a longshoreman?) are slowly dwindling. Wasn’t it fun when you could drop the F-bomb in front of your kids and life would just float right on by? Now Squid is imitating sounds we make and all the fun is coming to an end.

It’s hard not to swear. It’s not like I do it in anger or hatred or anything. It’s just become a part of my speech, a way to emphasize things. It’s like, “It’s fucking hot outside” or “I’m fucking hungry.”

So, I don’t know…from now on, it’ll be, “Gosh by golly! I sure do have what is commonly referred to as a healthy appetite!” or “Oh my! The sun is shining bright today. You betcha!”

Squid’s first “word” is “uh-oh,” and it’s really not hard to guess why…

That is a cardboard tampon applicator in his hand. And that little stringy thing below his left elbow in the background? Well, you know…

Cracker, anyone?

Gotta love good packaging.

I guess during all the accidents around our house, I should be calling out, “Mommy!” If I had done that, it might have been Squid’s first word. Darn.

I’m piggybacking Mama C-ta this morning and spreading the word about the fabulously informative Not China Made blog, which gives updates on recalled products and dangerous toys. Now, I’m not saying I don’t purchase toys, clothing and other crap that is made in China. What I AM saying, however, is that I want to win a $50 gift certificate to American Apparel! Could this post have any more links, please?

I haven’t felt like blogging for about a week because I’ve been so damn busy. And also tired. Squid got Roseola. That lasted until Saturday. Then we had a friend’s BBQ to go to on Sunday. Monday I was playing catch up and today I started completely reorganizing my kitchen. Everything just started feeling so gross and old. I needed to revamp the look of things.

In a nutshell, that’s been my life for the past week and a half. The best part is that Squid has mastered the word “Uh-oh.” I guess this qualifies as is his first word, since he doesn’t just say it randomly, he uses it appropriately. He drops his blanky. “Uh-oh!” He spills his milk. “Uh-oh!”

Speaking of uh-oh…I have a great photo for tomorrow. I’m too tired to upload it right now…I’m lame.

Today Jason and I celebrate our 3rd anniversary of the day we married. What’s even more strange than the fact that it’s already been three years is the fact that I was 25 when we married. Twenty-five! I never thought I would be married in my twenties, and while 25 may at one time have been considered an old age to marry, it seems so young to me. I’m happy I didn’t wait, though. What’s the point? When it’s right, it’s right. And speaking of right…I just found out last night that my darling older brother has proposed to his girlfriend of I don’t even know how many years (sorry, bro, it seems like you two have been together forever!) Ahhh…another one bites the dust! Congrats.

Back from camping! We had so much fun and the only regret I have is not taking pictures of Squid in Lake Tahoe! Or his little, pruned, post-swim toes!

We had a bit of a rocky start. Squid fell on his mouth the first day. Lots of blood, but luckily it didn’t amount to anything major. Just a swollen bottom lip.

It’s good to be back home, though, and with all the laundry done, I’m settling back into the normal routine.

Did any of you watch Big Love on Monday?

I renewed my domain for two more years. I just remembered this afternoon that tomorrow was going to be my very last day as you da mom! So, sorry guys, but you’re stuck with me for at least another year. Although, I renewed for two years, so we’ll see how it goes. All I know is I better start getting inspired!

There are so many things I want to write about, but I feel like I’m just bitching. I feel so negative, when in fact, I think I just really like to gossip. And for some reason it’s so much fun talking about all the little annoyances of everyday life. It’s either that or show you all more pictures of my baby! Which is less painful?

:)